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When Windows Pull Me Forward by Jessica Ni Leacai
When, in hours I held my harms from action, the winds of windows pulled me forward, And asked my leaping loneliness to plunge the night’s air affirmingly. Refusing, I reeled and remorsed these retractions, with hollowed heaving in gasping grief, … Continue reading
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In March, In Step, All Trampled in Fury
People, they steeped, stepping, they thought necessarily nerved, and I, not knowing kindly why. I could not keep my questions, my quizzical nature of needing, knowledge of why things were. How they hurried here this time, in such comical canters chosen, … Continue reading
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Of Structure and Grace Formed by Jessica Ni Leacai
I would wish myself a wall, a fortress of forgotten time, of stone surfaces in buildings built. No towers there trapping me, nor my heart so horridly bound, And I not melted in marbled moments. No faked fallacy, No whispered … Continue reading
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Birds Breaking My Iced Cages by Jessica Ni Leacai
From glass cages, they freed the fathomed birds and their demours dimmed the brightest skies and ice, irked over these grounds of grieving. As I seen them soar over my shadowed sittings, I wished their travels would welcome warmer weathers, … Continue reading
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To Ashes Left Of Want by Jessica Ni Leacai
If the souring of my soul was not forced by putrid airs, I would greet the grimmest days with generosity. But I am held here in this dormancy, and I would not warm the coldest creatures. For my heart’s hearth … Continue reading
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The Day the Wolves Came by Jessica Ni Leacai
I on this hill of hatred, harming myself for missions unfulfilled, These culling chastisements, I cast on my burdened back, and my words wasted,no worth nor use to you. Expelled from ears, unwilling for my merciless devices, I am but wasted … Continue reading
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Rambling in These Streets by Jessica Ni Leacai
How I wish your rambling roguery would lead you lovingly to your destination, That your youth was spent not so solo, as this one man parade of partying pleasure. How oft do I shelter your shadow a greeting of rain … Continue reading
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No Winds for Cold Shoulders by Jessica Ni Leacai
What crime committed here, an octave above your displeasure, a fool left in his leisure. The swelter how it traveled, in this concrete desert of refutes, heating my glass caging. And me elevated above demolition, these ruins of metropolis burning, … Continue reading
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