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Your Heart Was My Home Until You Handed Me an Eviction Notice MAG

November 15, 2008
By amanda.bower SILVER, Stacy, Minnesota
amanda.bower SILVER, Stacy, Minnesota
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maybe i know that you'll crave my secure arms someday, but i'll have come across someone who wasn't afraid. and that's why i can't let go.


I removed the layers of blankets from my aching bones
to excavate the secrets that were held together by saliva
in papier-mâché envelopes, only to chew on disappointments
and lie on shards of fragile stained glass that tampered with my flaws,
instead of putting me back together with multicolored duct tape
so gray was only found inside of my body.

I wrung the tears from your sweatshirt and decided it was time
to give it back to you, in exchange for my serpent heart

[barely beating,

barely breathing];
instead of curling inside your stomach and making you
nearly as ill as I had become, just by drinking venomous nectar
and digesting fireflies so a small portion of me would feel alive,
I climbed over your picket fence and let you recline my eyes
in another awkward position to the point where I only chain-smoked
the main exhibits of your aesthetic proportions and declined
every deficiency of the person you truly are,


i. blunt



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casyfox said...
on Feb. 10 2009 at 3:08 am
wow, this was amazing and exactly what i needed to hear today,I am so glad there are people my age out there who feel the same way I do. except you know how to put it on paper :)

wolf333 said...
on Jan. 31 2009 at 7:32 pm
U r truly a strong writer and i admier that u speak from ur heart!