June featured poetry
Mark Theodore Meneses
November 21, 2015
There are two ways to balloon.
The dangerous way. Rise and grow ambitiously—yet directionless.
That is until you feel light-...
Falling can be scary, pleasurable, or even relaxing.
Each of us fall in a variety of ways.
Many fall down stairs some time in their l...
I am the sadness, of your tear drops
that follow you throughout the day.
I’m not sure you’ll be okay
because these drops never end.
my gold plated chain holding my medal and cross.
It reveals to everyone,
who the hell I am and say
yeah that’s me, so w...
Father of Indifference.
We never learned from the Monsters.
They thought time stood still.
But it did...
Bottles shattered, rooms ruined,
forgetful memories formed.
The last hidden bottle of “water” is drunk.
Fifteen minutes later and I see...
when I was little, I wanted to work with words.
I wanted my voice to be heard
amidst all the noise of all the others in the world
In and out, the water dripped onto
bright carrot leaves and
soaked into ripe tomatoes.
We would dig until dirt could
not leave our fing...
I am the blood that heals-
a glare in the flash of your eye.
To others I am violent,
to my mother I am subtle.
I am a sweet summer drink
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