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  • One More Moondance, My Love

    Originally published in Clay Literary’s RAVEN: https://www.clayliterary.com/post/raven-issue-eight-09-06-2020 A cool October evening presented itself in front of us, the full moon in the sky hovered above, and the tension between us lent itself to lyrics that resonated to every following Autumn. ‘Can I just have one more Moondance with you, my love?’ you sang as we…

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  • in your flood

    one step out the doorone step forwardone step closerto the flood one step backwardsone step in reverseone step awayfrom drowning a punch to the gutand tears streaming,more than the smilesmore than the ‘i love you’s and how many more years like thishow much can i take like this i agreed to ever afterbut this now,…

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  • Moving Forward

    Originally published in Teen Belle Magazine at https://teenbellemag.wixsite.com/tbmag/post/moving-forward-by-kimberly-ray Treading forward, wind pushing against my back Finding a grip in the blowing sand Gust ripping and I’m alone again Ruminating about the sunset What I’ll see if I continue moving Head down, pushing against the wind Marching forward, finding where I’ll begin I will get my…

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  • In Your City

    Originally published in Clay Literary’s RAVEN: https://www.clayliterary.com/post/raven-issue-seven-08-30-2020 eyes squeeze shut all at once with wishes whispered under breaths to be anywhere else, anywhere cooler than the constant heatwave of near 100 degrees. Toes dip into makeshift sandy beaches along the city’s river while children play in water fountains next to erected sandcastles. But here in…

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  • I wish it didn’t sting

    I wish it didn’t sting when rejection tears apart what I’ve poured my heart into, hidden emotions or fragments thereof painting scenes that tiptoe quietly or outright screams. I wish it didn’t sting when he doesn’t think much of me, but rather holds a love kept at a distance that silently breaks both of us…

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  • the loudest sound

    vibrations reverberating emitting from within and all around, complementary yet opposing reaching higher into the stratosphere, returning one by one striking through bone & marrow which ones do I block out? which ones do I hold onto? which ones do I let fall to the ground? I pick one up in my hand, hold it…

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  • Call It What It Is

    Heatwaves radiating across the country, common occurrences every summer now occurring every season. Summer stretches long into Fall, makes a cameo during Winter And begins earlier every Spring. It’s a heatwave, they say. No, it’s global warming. No, it’s now called climate change, haven’t you heard? No, that’s all fake news. It’s only a heatwave,…

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  • If I love You… — forgottenmeadows

    We are more than sunlit afternoons And carefully crafted love letters, More than the poetry and the art we create… But in this moment of playful banter, When you ask me if I love you, I squeeze your hand my heart still flutters When you squeeze back. For more, please follow Forgotten Meadows We are…

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  • Sing to me

    Sing me a song at every chance. With every glance, Capture me with your smile. Make the lyrics repeat in my head. Let your tone send shivers through me. And when I hear the first notes, Let that song send me back to you.

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  • Where does it hurt?

    *trigger warning: depression* It’s a walking numbness, a dull pain that sometimes presents itself in waves. It slowly builds, and one day, every few weeks it explodes. I can’t bring myself out of bed. The rolling tears subside for a moment only to build again and again. The world outside, and the family inside, doesn’t…

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