Recent poems

• 13 Oct 2016

  Miracle

  It would be the greatest miracle

  I thought, to heal all marks

  on your skin.

  Every single

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  by Isabella Leandersson
• 12 Oct 2016

  GALAXY

  Every human

  has the shattered pieces of a galaxy

  somewhere in them.

  .

  Do they

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  by Isabella Leandersson
• 12 Oct 2016

  Shelter

  I came in through

  a grey wet door you left

  ajar, slightly, tentatively,

  into a hallway

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  by Isabella Leandersson
• 12 Oct 2016

  As We Slept

  When I dreamed,

  I found your grave,

  so easily.

  Old teacher of mine,

  I just knew the

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  by Isabella Leandersson
• 12 Oct 2016

  Blank Page

  I am a blank page,

  well not so blank anymore,

  anyone who saw it would tell you

  it looks

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  by Isabella Leandersson
• 12 Oct 2016

  Goodbye Room

  My room,

  my womb that smells like me,

  that is messy and stained by me,

  I ripped it

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  by Isabella Leandersson