Megan Lynn Tocci
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thirteen yearsA Poem by Megan Lynn Tocci"It hurts." |
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c. 2015A Poem by Megan Lynn TocciDon’t kill what makes you human, kid. It’s all we really have. |
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3 December 2017A Poem by Megan Lynn TocciI want the unworthy to look upon aeons of wisdom and warfare in these steely eyes and tremble. |
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9 August 2017A Poem by Megan Lynn TocciI want to remember, in the falling apart moments, the moments I feel whole. |
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10:00pm TrainA Poem by Megan Lynn TocciMaybe I can keep myself ignited too. |
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4 November 2015A Poem by Megan Lynn TocciMaybe it’s not. |
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Lost GenerationA Poem by Megan Lynn TocciWe fall asleep to the white-noise of gunshots on screens. |
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Generation YA Poem by Megan Lynn TocciSome of us look for thrills. We start our hearts with black-box pills. |
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Sunday PaperA Poem by Megan Lynn TocciWe’re out of sugar again. |
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ColoradoA Poem by Megan Lynn TocciShadows fall across an old rail-yard. |