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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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A Virtue Lost and Lonely by Jessica Ni Leacai
How patience pricks my fingers of valued virtue, When calmness would not keep my callousness, Like the urgency of time ticking on my clock chiming, And you said cats could not companion me here. So hours slide, slippery through these … 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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As A Child I Prayed For Death To Release, Now No More By Jessica Ni Leacai
What a kind creature, you comforting came, When nighttime soured the evening flowers, And I lingered lonely there for you the same. How helplessly, hanging on has haggard worth, For thoughts imprisoned all these visions, And your dust disintegrating in damned dirt. Would not … 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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In Honesty, My Stalks Wither by Jessica Ni Leacai
I am no flower, on a bush, be I pulled petals you plucked. In what good, my petals, be they bruised and of no use? I am no more, the avenger, be I planted plausibly or not. In dark nor … Continue reading
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In Stance, I am Singular by Jessica Ni Leacai
My voice, should it be a delicate vase, of clear crystal, no sharp edges curved, a ting chiming in man’s ears? My thoughts, should they be non-theoretical, of popular publishings, no substance there printed, a simple sheet for man’s mind? … Continue reading
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