Author: Brittany Studer
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Farewell Wish
When my hard gray heart breaks at the open wet bend, you venture twenty steps to my glen. With the plunk of a coin sunk deep in my depths where I’ve wept ten thousand tears, your lips whisper wishes in my skin. Your knees hit the earth, head heavy in your hands, as you plead…
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Poetry- The Senses Between
In between frail moments in time, I feel your particles dance with mine. Within fractured fractals of seconds, I hear your light shine with brilliant song. Through rolling boulders of minutes, I see our heartbeats build on bedrock joy. Amid showering meteors of hours, I smell your voice hum with rain-soaked pine. As these moments…
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Poetry- Let The Fire Swallow Me Up
When the end is near, I’ll crash into flames at your door. You’ll open your fiery gate, wielding your shield. I’ll face you, confessing your arrows have run through me thousands of times. Your wall of ember will lower and you’ll whisper, body ablaze, you intended to cast spears. And we’ll lean in, let our…
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Poetry- Time Affair
Push me against the broken glass, and penetrate my soul. Eyes like blue fire in winter electrify me whole. Grab me hard behind my head, and gobble up my skin. Lips like pink petals in springtime lock me in a spin. Pull me tight to your rocky flesh, and peek inside my moan. Hands like…
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Poetry- We Met Among The Frost
I want nothing more than to cross your glacial wall, to witness the flora unfurl, reborn. In the middle of fire and ice, I pass the time by bidding farewell to the fading sun, who travels further into the darkness of space, leaving behind a feverish romance. At summer’s final breath, I carry on the…
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Poetry- Asleep In Eden
Out among the stars, Eve sleeps frozen in Eden. Awoken by a comet crash, her emerald world comes crumbling down. She rises from her foamy bed, shaking off a lifeless snake. Above her looms a metal sky, around her, people dream in pods of paradise. Through the glass of Eden, beyond the galaxies of old,…
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Poetry- Polliwog Paradise
Fierce tigers, we lurked in the long yellow grass like the plastic toys we brought to life. Bullfrogs and crickets sang out in full bloom between bursts of fire and color in the air. Smoke entangled with Summer’s primordial scent. Dust became a friend on the trails to water laughter. Polliwogs danced between our fingers,…
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Poetry- The River And The Stone
And the water whispered to the stone,asking it to move.And the stone simply stared frozenand betrayed, and turned its shoulder coldto the rapid’s roar. And on it went for many months, the water babbledlouder.And the stone still refused to speakor leave.And smaller the stone became, belittledby the water. And now a tiny pebble beneaththe water’s…
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Poetry- Sentient
what are webut a light encased in stardust skinthat gives a heartbeat towhat hands create in pleasure? behind the curtainwith wire cutters and cashthe great wizard and doctor workto assemble a circuit board of thoughta mega brainthat consumes what is not consentedan artist’s brusheclipsed by thousands of megapixelsa healer’s handscut clean off by the edge…