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About shesneon

I live so far in the clouds but sometimes I wish I could come down.

Sorry you feel that way

I’m not as skinny as I used to be. I also care less. Keep your reflections on the wall. And the cheese on my fries. It takes courage to grow up. Yet 37 seconds to change your mind. I’m not … Continue reading

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I can do the splits

I can make magic with my eyes closed. I can sing underwater. I can complicate your marriage. I can hunt dragonflies. I can invade your silent thoughts. I can wash the blood off your coat. I can drive a stick. … Continue reading

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I heard the birds chirping and I became enlightened. Off the heads of peeking worms, through the thick of mud soiled to carefully stepped feet, the song of the day was my scream inside a barrel. I stopped numbering the … Continue reading

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Hi, it’s me.

I’ve been writing so much in the last few weeks. In the beginning, I wasn’t sure how I felt about sharing my strange, random thoughts through poetry and short stories. But I can say for certain that I feel grateful … Continue reading

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THEY SAY

Seasonal allergies. We all get them. And so, discomfort is expected. Even the bloody noses. This is integral, in fact– You’re supposed to bleed and wander with your head tilted back. If the dark circles around your eyes are an … Continue reading

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Afraid of white shirts

I spill coffee every first sip and when I do, my armpits spiral like a dizzied child so I cover my arms with a black sweater kept around for the chance I’ll need it and end up picking the fuzz … Continue reading

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ugly

Exactly 3 o’clock the mail hasn’t come. Slept in again with my glasses on. Pancakes for lunch pancakes for dinner. Quiet fills the space I’m so thoughtless. But I’m breathing and the light is louder. Screaming into a barrel it’s … Continue reading

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Said to a child

Life isn’t boring Just shut your eyes And let your dreams play.

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Don’t believe me

I’d told you before      eleven times. Remember that old brown bag?      The ugly bag with the frayed straps. I peeped thread coming undone after one week. I’d told you before      don’t pay full price for new things.      Tarnishing      is … Continue reading

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Huff and puff

Amazing how cold it gets      in Chicago      on a Tuesday. Watching palm trees die      on Lake Michigan      would be more sad      than not having them       at all. And loneliness becomes a game      having … Continue reading

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