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The photo began collecting dust:
A thin film
Fogging the glass pane of
The young girl's glowing skin,
Her deep eyes reflecting the
Excitement of her sixteenth birthday.
However, the snapshot might as well paint
Where she slept breathlessly in the green,
Where a red sweater dripped
Around her arms,
How her tears froze her face
Into a Polaroid of haunted composure ---
That is what everyone here
In this mourn box
Are thinking of, anyway,
Even a year after
"We found her!"
Screamed across the screen.
A thin film
Fogging the glass pane of
The young girl's glowing skin,
Her deep eyes reflecting the
Excitement of her sixteenth birthday.
However, the snapshot might as well paint
Where she slept breathlessly in the green,
Where a red sweater dripped
Around her arms,
How her tears froze her face
Into a Polaroid of haunted composure ---
That is what everyone here
In this mourn box
Are thinking of, anyway,
Even a year after
"We found her!"
Screamed across the screen.
Literature
A Haiku
Light well past Midnight
full moon glow, lamp post bright, or
Netflix Marathon
Literature
Enemmies
I am the CEO
I am the judge and jury
I am the big spender
I am the iron fist
I am the decider
I am the forest
I am the greenery
I am the deer and the doves
I am the usable space
I am the decision
Literature
Boulevard
I never knew that it would go this far.
Closing all the shop windows, rolling up the awnings.
The wide street barren and waiting for the on-coming storm.
The city thrumming with anticipation,
As we step out into the coming darkness,
and the street lamps blink on.
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I began thinking about how carelessly victims are portrayed in the media, whether it is a murder victim or otherwise.
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Wow this was profound