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A Brainstorm

I want my anger
In the dark of the night it protects
Nourishes 
Provides
It is useful 
It keeps me wary
Ripe
Watchful 
Without it I will crumble 
And be reduced to smallness 
softness
sadness
I need my anger
It makes me a woman 
Feral 
Untamed 
Fierce 
Anger faces unflinching what  
Would reduce me to a girl 
innocent
vulnerable
invisible
And isn't that what he wants 
That thing that makes him feel 
Hungry 
Forcible 
So I keep my anger
Close to my chest 
Burning
Expectant
For the day I will let it fly 
Searing
Straight
Extinguishing at last the monster
Living inside. 

Brainstorm Contest
Sponsor: John Hamilton
10.18.18
Placement: 2nd

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A Dressing Room Encounter

I should have said:

You are boisterous and loud and joyful.

I should have said:

You are energetic and funny and fun.

I should have said:

You are more a warrior, a student, a leader.

I should have said:

You are more than a number.

I should have said:

You are powerful, fierce, and strong.

I should have said:

Your beauty has nothing to do with convention.

I should have said:

You are worth so much more.

Instead of saying:

Stop it, you look great!

I wish I looked like you.

At least you still fit into those!

Stop it, you're so skinny!

Instead of believing:

Your worth is your shape, your face, your sexuality.

Your worth is what others think of you.

Your worth is what sells.

Your worth is what others enjoy.

Instead of relegating it to one thing:

A number.

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Insomnia

Every time I close my eyes

Evil once again appears

Reimagined now, this time

Giving shape to all my fears.

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Impending Nuptials

I cannot bear to entertain
Thoughts veiled in white, wearing a train
Trimmed in lace and love-adorned
Pretty, pristine, and so I scorn
Thoughts that flicker, quenched again
By the eternal chill within the space
Between, and washes clean the slate;
Bringing at last to a hush, and nearly too late,
A voice to which we all incline
Our seldom happy hearts and ever mournful minds
Which spreads sinful seeds upon withering winds that sear
And birth a most powerful emotion- fear.

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Moonbeams

Are our dreams

Simply moonbeams

Who, having lost their way,

Find the space between our ears

A lovely place to play?