poetry
an original story
written by emma lohle 82 weeks 3 hours 39 minutes ago
stand with me here. by a lamp post, a light house, a red light
so i can hope it'll shine right. so i look beautiful for you
only you. see me and be proud
of who you are and was and how you've come
and found and lost and grew...(more)
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an original story
written by emma lohle 82 weeks 3 hours 22 minutes ago
the words complicated
a tangle used as excuse
like the dream catcher in the corner of his room
with all that truth
lunging at it
trying to chase me
and with me. and smoke inside me.
the inhale stings
like the way he touches me
when i wish i were him
and i wrap it all...(more)
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an original story
written by emma lohle 82 weeks 3 hours 46 minutes ago
youre too far. and i need you.
need you now, need you tonight. will need you.
and when i get you, i get all of you.
the ridges of your body compel me, please me.
so i lay at your mercy. lustfully explaining
that look in my eye
submission becomes me, flatters...(more)
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an original story
written by emma lohle 82 weeks 3 hours 51 minutes ago
i've heard from him. everyday, i hear from him.
you havent because he doesnt care about you.
he told me. i know it to be true.
so i feel guilt. to see you standing behind the person im telling
how much he loves me. how we kiss and embrace.
and...(more)
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an original story
written by emma lohle 82 weeks 4 hours ago
the sky sat a bit dark and the wind blew
but from our house, we were oblivious.
because i am lighthearted, absent minded
and you are naive
naive like you are, you tell me you dont like.
dont like me? dont like tonight? dont like the past?
just dont like? "yes" you...(more)
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an original story
written by emma lohle 82 weeks 4 hours 5 minutes ago
you saw surprised. and i saw you.
finally we saw each other
despite our disengagement
i am beautiful. and you are old.
and you live in one house, and i live at the opposite.
and how we ever knew each other
is a mystery of why.
the mystery you...(more)
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an original story
written by emma lohle 82 weeks 4 hours 13 minutes ago
you let me build the walls for you
re-enforced with my body
small and pale.
and while i built, you watched
and reminded me, of the days running back
to our jupiter. our town. out plastic apartments.
the city we broke.
the light that never
once
turned on.
the wind that laughed a caressed...(more)
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an original story
written by emma lohle 82 weeks 4 hours 35 minutes ago
he says he's a poet
a thinker. an artist.
he says he dives deeper
than a tight rolled blunt. and that girls underpants.
he says i meant so much.
and begged me to argue
like he begged me to stay
in his bedroom closet with him
and so i was there for 3...(more)
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an original story
written by emma lohle 81 weeks 6 days 20 hours 54 minutes ago
all this sadness
kicks me back
to those summer afternoons
when the sun would sit in the center of the sky
and the fog blew wind around it
"blue patches, blue patches" they sang
you'd speak. and your breath felt warm and thick
with promises
and your dreams when we watched and listened
to...(more)
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an original story
written by emma lohle 82 weeks 4 hours 22 minutes ago
she took a borrowed road
to find alittle something
worth bringing home
after looking through coke bottle glasses
seeing through a thin coke line
she entered a small town
that gave her what she was looking for:
a rash of shit and something to doze off to
a diamond and a bird....(more)
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an original story
written by emma lohle 82 weeks 4 hours 28 minutes ago
"tilt your head back, it'll go down easier"
he says. a redemption- like proposition
i understand, because i do love him
i understand because everyday i watch him leave
get away from me.
spread himself miles in the places i cannot see
suspend this im willed to shout
teach me because hes complete....(more)
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an original story
written by emma lohle 82 weeks 4 hours 48 minutes ago
story makers
and music tellers
just dont feel
esteemed doesnt mean
aware
like the disasters.
messes. dirtbags.
sunk down by tylenol
words
to the hospital basement
where there's always time
for alittle mind games
and whispering.
their oh-so secrets
they're leaking themselves
like the disasters.
messes. dirtbags.
they are
faking it
even (more...)
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