Blackout Poetry #13 hell the crowd pressed on all sides I want to die help surrounded by unfamiliar faces through…
Category: National Poetry Month
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National Poetry Month 2018: Blackout Poetry #12
Blackout Poetry #12 cheery white-picket-fenced hometown I’d been in such a hurry to leave.
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National Poetry Month 2018: Blackout Poetry #11
Blackout Poetry #11 that night compliment after compliment charismatic, engaging, electric it was not to last I waited and was…
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National Poetry Month 2018: Blackout Poetry #10
Blackout Poetry #10 I can’t be alone even if it costs me I need a sign show me a different…
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National Poetry Month 2018: Blackout Poetry #9
Blackout Poetry #9 I remember being thrilled. I’d be thrilled to be thrilled again. here goes So, that was…
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10 Ways to Celebrate National Poetry Month
We’re a week into National Poetry Month already! I’ve been busy playing with my magnetic poetry kit, reading poetry, and…
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National Poetry Month 2018: Blackout Poetry #8
Blackout Poetry #8 monster in the mirror before me cover up my choice in the …
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National Poetry Month 2018: Blackout Poetry #7
Blackout Poetry #7 don’t explain where you’ve been and why you haven’t returned I… I’ve been around …
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National Poetry Month 2018: Blackout Poetry #6
Blackout Poetry #6 It’s nature To find innocence horrible I would be your whore for a moment
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National Poetry Month 2018: Blackout Poetry #5
Blackout Poetry #5 midnight monster-movie marathon on my sofa in pajamas and fangs
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