Poetry

Shallow Breathes

By Sarah Brownstein Hearts beating  Slow and steady  Tongues tasting  The candied flowers  Rain  Pouring down  Down to the balls of the feet and past  Into the dirt  Waiting for us to fall asleep and  Screaming for your mother to come  Only to suffocate  And wake up  Intertwined with your…

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Haze and Night

by Yuu Ikeda Haze says to night,  <Please wait a minute>,  <Please let me float  on the border between  night and morning,  a little longer>  The silent moment―  A dewdrop on a leaf falls―  The silent moment―  The moonlight  and the light of dawn  mix―  Haze gradually goes to the…

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10 p.m

by Yuu Ikeda 10 p.m.  is the time  when I can be  the loneliest angel  Kiss me,  dear my Psyche,  dear my beautiful sun  10 p.m.  is the time  when I can be  the cruelest angel  Kiss me,  dear my Psyche,  dear my sole sun  Please give me  your first…

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