Submissions by Kameron
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
i don't sleep enough and it's not my fault
for everyone that i have deeply cared for (however briefly)
i have been suffering from lockjaw
a bent knee battle where ive been grinding teeth
in my sleep
screaming names that ive spent months trying to forget
feeling fingers whose taste will
never leave my mouth
and your sharp nails
your coated nails
your dirty grimy FILTHY nails
leave scratches on my palms
(or my inner thighs)
whenever i close my eyes
and there are moments when the sun passes
behind the clouds and there is a FIRE in my heart
that makes my bones brittle
and these moments and this fire and those...
a bent knee battle where ive been grinding teeth
in my sleep
screaming names that ive spent months trying to forget
feeling fingers whose taste will
never leave my mouth
and your sharp nails
your coated nails
your dirty grimy FILTHY nails
leave scratches on my palms
(or my inner thighs)
whenever i close my eyes
and there are moments when the sun passes
behind the clouds and there is a FIRE in my heart
that makes my bones brittle
and these moments and this fire and those...
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the peonies
three weeks later all my sheets
were crumpled on the floor
and the sunshine broke the room into pieces
and the curtains moved
like you did when you slept
i wish you could feel
how hot my cheeks got at night
i think they are like the peonies
by the front steps
i think you left because i made you feel
alone
you understood
that i could not love you
i am staring across the room
and the sunshine cracks my face where the pink
is slowly leaving
and there is salt where your hands used to rest
and as...
were crumpled on the floor
and the sunshine broke the room into pieces
and the curtains moved
like you did when you slept
i wish you could feel
how hot my cheeks got at night
i think they are like the peonies
by the front steps
i think you left because i made you feel
alone
you understood
that i could not love you
i am staring across the room
and the sunshine cracks my face where the pink
is slowly leaving
and there is salt where your hands used to rest
and as...
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a month ago i would have said "okay"
i've started placing flowers
around the headstones in my head
and if two years from now
you want to be friends again
i won't let you in
i won't let you in
around the headstones in my head
and if two years from now
you want to be friends again
i won't let you in
i won't let you in
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unsent
by the 6th shot i will probably forgive you
but in the morning i'll cry because you are not here
but in the morning i'll cry because you are not here
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i made you promise too many times
the light on the ceiling is yellow
and if i have found answers, they have
come to me in the form of a drunken angel--
the question is again
will the drink make me somber
or help me forget
i wonder if we are playing the same game
or if you have already forgotten me
i told you it would hurt but not break me
if my heart were not already broken
it would be true
i promise
and if i have found answers, they have
come to me in the form of a drunken angel--
the question is again
will the drink make me somber
or help me forget
i wonder if we are playing the same game
or if you have already forgotten me
i told you it would hurt but not break me
if my heart were not already broken
it would be true
i promise
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dear,
you became the wallpaper in every room i walk into
like the dust under your creaky bed wasn't enough to smother me
i feel heavy
you're the reason i drive around for hours after midnight
stare at lights that don't mean anything
stare at trees
at gravel at concrete
i still see your eyes in high-beams
i don't want a filter
someone to fill holes in my heart
i wish you didn't hate me
that i didn't miss him
that every creature i knew was broken and that i
turned into this cradled arm
meant for damaged wings
...
like the dust under your creaky bed wasn't enough to smother me
i feel heavy
you're the reason i drive around for hours after midnight
stare at lights that don't mean anything
stare at trees
at gravel at concrete
i still see your eyes in high-beams
i don't want a filter
someone to fill holes in my heart
i wish you didn't hate me
that i didn't miss him
that every creature i knew was broken and that i
turned into this cradled arm
meant for damaged wings
...
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temporarily
i think about him at night
when the window is open and the rain is going
and i am falling asleep alone
and in the mornings, which are even
colder
i drove past his house last night
and didn't look, i swear
and if he hadn't looked so damn sad
the last time i said goodbye to him
if he hadn't looked so sad
i would've given up already
i would have closed the window
i would have tried
to make it
hurt less
when the window is open and the rain is going
and i am falling asleep alone
and in the mornings, which are even
colder
i drove past his house last night
and didn't look, i swear
and if he hadn't looked so damn sad
the last time i said goodbye to him
if he hadn't looked so sad
i would've given up already
i would have closed the window
i would have tried
to make it
hurt less
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act 16 scene 4
make it hurt when you leave me, he screamed
make it something i can handle next time
when she is worth twice the time and effort
and her exit will be more dramatic, he said
with wind in her hair and rose petals fumbling
with actual tears in my eyes, he said
i promise to love her more than i loved you
i left my food burning on the oven
no appetite left for it or it or anything
go to the store and buy pillows
lots of fucking pillows
like if i had enough on my bed
it'd be like i wasn't
the only one
trying to fall asleep...
make it something i can handle next time
when she is worth twice the time and effort
and her exit will be more dramatic, he said
with wind in her hair and rose petals fumbling
with actual tears in my eyes, he said
i promise to love her more than i loved you
i left my food burning on the oven
no appetite left for it or it or anything
go to the store and buy pillows
lots of fucking pillows
like if i had enough on my bed
it'd be like i wasn't
the only one
trying to fall asleep...
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the ocean and the sand
he is
and i am
and i don't quite know if
he'll come crashing back
but i hope he does
i hope he
swallows
me
and i am
and i don't quite know if
he'll come crashing back
but i hope he does
i hope he
swallows
me
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back and forth (the last 3 years)
the job is bad
the money is bad
the car is bad
but the life isn't so terrible
it's just a lot to swallow when you only intake
smoke and coffee and
it's a terrible thing that the things
that keep you moving forward
will probably be the end of you
we're the kind of people
that are so unlucky
even the worst accidents
can't touch us
but it isn't so bad that way
our only regret is
we've touched so many people
flirted with so many people
kissed so many people
had sex with so many people...
the money is bad
the car is bad
but the life isn't so terrible
it's just a lot to swallow when you only intake
smoke and coffee and
it's a terrible thing that the things
that keep you moving forward
will probably be the end of you
we're the kind of people
that are so unlucky
even the worst accidents
can't touch us
but it isn't so bad that way
our only regret is
we've touched so many people
flirted with so many people
kissed so many people
had sex with so many people...
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snowday
i wanted to cry
i bit my lip and drove
every five minutes i'd stare down the gas gauge
could hear a ticking like
i'd been resting my head on a clock
i watched it drop
every five minutes
every five minutes
every five minutes
every five minutes
i bit my lip and drove
cracked the window
lit one
swerved
smoked some
had to embrace the cold
white knuckles bleeding finger bitten toes
if you've been bitten slowly you know
that it's only so tantalizing before it's painful
and i embraced...
i bit my lip and drove
every five minutes i'd stare down the gas gauge
could hear a ticking like
i'd been resting my head on a clock
i watched it drop
every five minutes
every five minutes
every five minutes
every five minutes
i bit my lip and drove
cracked the window
lit one
swerved
smoked some
had to embrace the cold
white knuckles bleeding finger bitten toes
if you've been bitten slowly you know
that it's only so tantalizing before it's painful
and i embraced...
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when i look at you, i'm home
you keep talking about moving away
each time, it's further
one day
you're only crossing state lines
the next
well, the ocean
it's already been two days since we've talked
and no one knows the extent that i miss you
but i already miss you, and oh my am i mad
i cried two times between 1
and 4
in the morning
new years day
i started the year off with an argument and a shot of tequila
but the drinks kept coming
(to fill the holes that were appearing like a dam had opened and were flooding into my chest)
...
each time, it's further
one day
you're only crossing state lines
the next
well, the ocean
it's already been two days since we've talked
and no one knows the extent that i miss you
but i already miss you, and oh my am i mad
i cried two times between 1
and 4
in the morning
new years day
i started the year off with an argument and a shot of tequila
but the drinks kept coming
(to fill the holes that were appearing like a dam had opened and were flooding into my chest)
...
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