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Pride
I’m so confused Who am I? My parents are from two different countries, races and religions and I was born in yet another country
Mardi Coeur de LionPublished 7 years ago in PoetsMovie Review: Short Term 12
With the release of The Glass Castle on August 12, director Destin Daniel Cretton is stepping into his first major Hollywood feature. Will he be ready for the pressure that comes with bigger budgets, bigger stars, studio involvement, and the inherent issues that come from attempting to adapt a vaunted best-selling memoir to the big screen? That question will only be answered in a review of The Glass Castle. What we do know is, if The Glass Castle is half the movie that Cretton’s breakthrough feature Short Term 12 is it will be worth the price of a ticket.
Sean PatrickPublished 7 years ago in GeeksLive in Love
For love liveth free, There are no bounds. Love floweth fluidly, When it comes around. Love fills vastly, As the deepest sea.
Michael GallegosPublished 7 years ago in PoetsNine A.M.
Gradually in one hundred and forty-nine dollar clouds I awaken. Pale ivory fluff fit for a queen (truly) for her castle in the sky.
Alondra AdamePublished 7 years ago in PoetsLife: 101
When I'm a hundred and one I will still walk barefoot on sacred forest trails I will still howl with my wolven brothers under a canopy of stars
Mardi Coeur de LionPublished 7 years ago in PoetsStay Rooted
I Stay Rooted As Her Eyes Change And Her Fire Burns I Stay Rooted As Her Body Aches And Her Skin Yearns I Stay Rooted
alessandro schiavoniPublished 7 years ago in PoetsHermosa
She’s the prettiest El Salvadorian I’ve ever seen, hermosa just like a queen, her body I just truly adore, and I address her as mi amor.
I Wish
I will always wish that I could paint your favourite picture on the sky, or that I could rearrange the stars at night to shape them into the constellation that you have tattooed behind your ear. I wish that I could take all the bad from your life and suck it inside my veins so I wouldn't have to fear seeing you leave my life because of the demons that haunt your mind. I wish I could enter your heart and form a cage around it, so that it would never stop beating as no one will ever be able to punch through it. I wish I could take the bottle of stress away from your lips and instead drink it all as I hold your hand to keep you from falling apart down the cascade of solitude. I wish I could feel no pain but yours as I soak it in through a kiss, so you wouldn't have to agonize anymore.
Dakota BennettPublished 7 years ago in Poets