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S.T. Gilbreath

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  • 31 Mar 2015

    scars

    let the scars beneath
    your skin surface
    let them radiate
    your grand tragedy
    and polished

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  • 31 Mar 2015

    It's Raining Again

    it's raining again
    and the urge to go outside and play is
    overwhelming
    instead
    we tie ourselves

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  • 31 Mar 2015

    Old Coat

    You
    Always wear
    That tattered
    Old coat.

    Warm
    And worn
    And threadbare
    At the

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  • 31 Mar 2015
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    Untitled 19

    I sailed my lips,
    Crossing
    Your body
    Like an ocean.
    Smelling the salty nothing
    With

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  • 31 Mar 2015

    I'm Fine

    I wish to stay trapped
    in my own head
    to flutter like a thought
    or
    flounder like an

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  • 31 Mar 2015

    Holy is in The Fall

    The color of dirty now, speckled bleak and
    Churned recklessly by wide jawed machines.
    Piled

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