Present-Day Poems – Page 9

The Margins of a Wallflower

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I stand, in the shadow of laughter, hidden among the corners, where the […]

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Lift is a quiet push forward, a hand reaching upward, the surge of […]

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There will be no edges, but curves. Red plains and skies instead of […]

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They would tell each other stories long after dusk had fallen, slice […]

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I stare into the early darkness of a thick cloud cover, overwhelmed by […]

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Until sun sinks below the horizon, and evening frost starred […]