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The Wait, It Wilts Me In Corners by Jessica Ni Leacai
If you called me there, to that place, I would wait Matter it not your face, your name, I would wait In the corner, here, longing, I would wait In craving desires, for want of love, I would wait But … Continue reading
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In the Willows, I Wept Among the Reeds by Jessica Ni Leacai
Had happiness held my hands heartened in sadness, Would I wake in a wonder of wanton faked? If love’s languishments lept me from ladders above, Would I not prolong these punishments proved wrong? Should sorrows seep soundly into my shivering … Continue reading
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No Garden Filled My Pains by Jessica Ni Leacai
If windows opened wider to greener gardens, And shutters not stormed in repeated regressions, If kindness called in more pleasant passings, Would I be willed, revered, a chassis charmed? Or would haste not hold my hands so steady, And troublesomed … Continue reading
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An Ode to the One Who Loved Me by Jessica Ni Leacai
You brought love unto me, in much happier times In this sad meadow, in this dark, decrepit dense Where no wonderment danced, in these woed children’s eyes You bathed their sorrows, in loving watered tin buckets And they remember you … Continue reading
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But None The Wiser Came I by Jessica Ni Leacai
Asked for no joy, of a remedial body, And none for my ails, medicinal masters responding But in my days, the darkness came, And none for me,the beckoning bells clang And all these halls, damp in their duress, And none … Continue reading
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Not Longing for Familiarities by Jessica Ni Leacai
I want no more, no more of these empty plates, how they starve me of heedless hope. I long no more, no more the promises of yester years, how the perculate my blood boiling. I hear no more, no more … Continue reading
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Osculations Deprived by Jessica Ni Leacai
Sweetest berries hung rippening on the trees, would they kiss your neck so sweetly as me? Would they caress your shoulders in midnight hours, in a softness slowly silked like folding flowers? With such lips so loved by cupid’s bow, … Continue reading
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A Worm Ate Inside Me by Jessica Ni Leacai
I wished myself the stem, a flower blooming How you stunned my growth, with sharp shears The roots of me withered, you poisoned them Life bled from my leaves, veins viciously cut Your weeds arrogate my being, parasites implanting bile … Continue reading
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A Tree Cut Down In Vain by Jessica Ni Leacai
How demanding you are How your silence harms my soul, my heart Of these broken branches No seedlings sprout forth from this hollowed trunk What hazard am I? Too harsh for refinement? Why must I stammer each rivet cut from me? … Continue reading
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