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diaspora

ancestors sit around a fire unaware landless landmines on playgrounds bombs in toys guns in the faces of children a bullet flies past my father's face towards a young uncle i never got to meet linkage lineage a foggy sky pushes down clouds of smoke cluster and cancer now citizens choke the whole town's drunk and drifting on broken waves but our war-torn home is still standing // exodus to survive it's in my blood

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diaspora

ancestors sit around a fire unaware landless landmines on playgrounds bombs in toys guns in the faces of children a bullet flies past my father's face towards a young uncle i never got to meet linkage lineage a foggy sky pushes down clouds of smoke cluster and cancer now citizens choke the whole town's drunk and drifting on broken waves but our war-torn home is still standing // exodus to survive it's in my blood

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Rage

Rage is a short term tool; anger held longer than necessary will burn the insides of your stomach, leaving charred shadows of hate. Determination, truth and justice will warm the body and energize the soul.

We Are Devious 1

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Literature

i hate my life and i want to die

i like to dream of falling, because it explains why i spend 23 hours of the day on my feet, and i know you're sick of me complaining about the pain in my knees, my ankles, my feet, my back, but when the things that hold you up are letting you down, what's left to lean on? - once i had a dream i was a pilot, with hundreds of people's lives in my incapable hands, i'm weak in head and heart, selfish more than i used to be, since i could drive i've been having car crash dreams, so why should flying be any different? - last week i spent a day pretending to be a rock, allowing my skin to be covered in the soft cool

We Are Devious 2

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We Are Devious 3

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Literature

Remember, Just Remember

And now I realize... That even when you're here, You're gone. We're not connected, not by heart strings anymore. Whether you're right by my side, or all the way in Italy... There's nothing to hold onto. Nothing to beg on my knees for. If this is what people search for, why even search at all? There's nothing that won't break you, break your heart. Nothing worth crying for. So close your eyes, fly away without a goodbye. And I'll leave a piece of me, a piece in that dull port. It's never easy losing. And when you come back, if you do... Don't be sure you'll find me. There's a note on my pillow. I almost hope it breaks yo

We Are Devious 4

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Literature

God of the Moths

Penumbra That night he ran until the vapid taste of detached moth scales sat heavily on his tongue like a sobering paperweight. The little creatures were drawing so many parallels to humanity, in their divinely inspired temptation to achieve the unachievable, that there was no solace to be found under the sentinel streetlights. Rest easy, the boy found darkness. There are places in town where no porch light beacon beckons the shadows the moon can't cast; places where the libertarian side of thought can occur. There, behind the school building. There, where the landscapers had neglected such a large chunk of asphalt to be left in darkness. H

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Precipice

Precipice With a poignant connotation never before invoked by such simple laws of physics, blood coagulated and froze over on the manhole cover. Indentations in the iron alloy were painted first, and soon the cherry liquid had come to make a cesspool that began with the spring of human demise. Though the concrete of the city street was pocked with bodies innumerable, the particular series of cells serving as the source of the river seemed to exist in a dimension of its own, partitioned. "Piper. Look at me, Piper." Extinguished was the electric glow of the street lamps, leaving only the lunar radiation of the firmament to fend off the absenc

The Flying Bananas

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