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DAWN.RISES

Let it go, all those demons who love you so

Accept your fate the way a dog accepts the heat

Run from it as fast as you can go

Tour the countrysides of your mind — soon you’ll know.

Hear my heartbeat?

The tic-tic sound my pulse makes?

It is quiet among trees

Who share each other’s out-breaths.

Dawn rises for us

We awake to the sound of musical chirping

Bringing in the day

All for one more sip of your smile.

J.F

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BE.HOLD

Behold, arrangements of petaled flowers in her hair

Cold stare, her eyes snipe laser star beams through the hearts of her victims

Survivors, speak what you must about her thrust

It’s the coldest winter this summer without her.

Cock your head to the side and let her whisper your sins

Slithering on baited skin

Waiting for her breath to penetrate your eager heart

Startled by her might, though she may terrify you.

It’s not over for you and her —

There is truth behind the curse she stole from you

Agonizingly pierced by nerve pinches up and down your arms

Heart attack, she’s nothing more than gone.

J.F

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THE.FIGHT

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When you want to pack your suitcase

with memories long gone

just so you can open them up in your new beginning

and hold on

to what used to make you suffer

and keep you back

at the end of the line

with time it will be just like the old days

and you will end up back where you began.

Instead, start fresh

make new traditions that heal you

and throw away the old you

and forgive those who know you

become a new truth.

The fight will be grueling

constantly battling with the mind

harming the body

losing the spirit —

It’s not all bad.

Because your muscles will tear

it will ache in your bones

it will manifest as darkness in your soul.

Without that, though,

the only way to go

is back up again.

Keep fighting and you will win.

J.F

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HEAL.ME

When I choose to feel goodness above evil

When my brain no longer saves up pain

Stored away in the depths of hurt and weakened pieces of tattered ghost-soul

And I listen to what my body needs from me

And I satisfy it with caring…

When you feel like you want to cry when you feel good

Because you are so used to touching fire

And walking on hot coals

It hurts more to feel love from another

Because the happiness aches inside you…

When you want to fold-up into a ball and be fetal and safe

Even though you want to love back

And love yourself enough to accept it

But the overwhelming feeling that you don’t deserve it sneaks up to you

And pushes you down like a boy in the schoolyard

When all you wanted to do was play…

That’s how it feels to love myself.

J.F

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DEAR.DAD,

DEAR.DAD,

The water lilies of Monet’s paintings

Are small in comparison to

the love I have for

my father.

You had that love too with

my grandfather

and it lives on

in the Adriatic waves.

Sail away but not too far

always come back to shore

as we all wait

to greet you.

Always know

in your deepest of heart

we are not a family

without you.

LOVE,

JOANNA

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