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Cherries

Cherries

I still remember the way he always tried to hide his hands
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Lindsay Grant
Loosely Lucid

Loosely Lucid

i am dreaming this is lucid  as the bile rises up my throat acid and acrid
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Morgen B. Nudel
Wild Dogs

Wild Dogs

a poem
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Joao Coimbra
Shadow Work

Shadow Work

I am no longer the most terrifying thing in the forest
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Richard Steele
I Have No Words

I Have No Words

a poem
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Lindsay Soberano Wilson
Throw Your Shame Back

Throw Your Shame Back

A Poem
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Lindsay Soberano Wilson
When He Called Me Beautiful

When He Called Me Beautiful

A poem
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Lindsay Soberano Wilson
Put It To Rest Celebrates 500 Followers!

Put It To Rest Celebrates 500 Followers!

Newsletter 25: From An Idea To Reality…
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Lindsay Soberano Wilson
The Tides of PTSD

The Tides of PTSD

A poem about the onset of PTSD flashbacks.
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Chris Patton
Rude Awakening: Part II

Rude Awakening: Part II

Of basking in glorious, hopeless life
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Nurul Huda Jamaluddin
Rude Awakening: Part I

Rude Awakening: Part I

Of realization of diminishing hope
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Nurul Huda Jamaluddin
Goodbye, Dear Sister

Goodbye, Dear Sister

It’s time to forget you like you did me, move on with my life and start new some place far away from the bad memories
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Robin Christine Honigsberg
Two Hearts

Two Hearts

a poem
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Nurul Huda Jamaluddin
Let the Meds Talk

Let the Meds Talk

a poem
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Morgen B. Nudel
Holding Pattern

Holding Pattern

a poem
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Lindsay Soberano Wilson
What if it comes back?

What if it comes back?

a poem
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Val's Poetry Shelf
The Saboteur

The Saboteur

Another take on the insidious liar named Depression
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Richard Steele
The Dead Sea Heals All Wounds

The Dead Sea Heals All Wounds

a poem
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Lindsay Soberano Wilson
We Didn’t Know

We Didn’t Know

Cleaning Up After a Suicide
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Nolcha Fox
The Noises Took My Life

The Noises Took My Life

Happy f*cking birthday, America!
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Chris Patton
Don’t Let Go

Don’t Let Go

Let it all in to embrace a life of authenticity
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Stephanie Parry
A Poem For My Eldest Son On His Bar Mitzvah

A Poem For My Eldest Son On His Bar Mitzvah

On Becoming Yehudah
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Lindsay Soberano Wilson
Spats in the Cradle

Spats in the Cradle

she walks away, but her smile never did . . .
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Margie Willis
I will fight for every inch of you that takes a breath

I will fight for every inch of you that takes a breath

seven perspectives about a mother’s love
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Joao Coimbra
I Rejoice

I Rejoice

a poem
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Desiree Batiste
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