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Hey poor boy from the far 80s
Was it 16 or 17 when you got stuck?
You dug a hole so deep and fell in it.
Agreed it was warm , protective
except that your whole adulthood was blocked .
You had your chances , you had your talents
you let them rot .
And now you ride on that red flying horse
among young bloods
too much smoke , too much old bones.
Some evil child once told me , he took you to the crazy house
and he felt your use of erotic images was overboard.
He laughed at you , but I didn’t
because only a monster would celebrate any pain coming from the guts of a friend .
Shame I said nothing ,
but again like you would say :
-it wasn’t my business but your mistake .
And now you walk on flimsy panels of concrete
and now you stalk and now you cuss.
And now you talk about little girls
that ate too much candy ,
you call them sad because you get it .
You see, I know you ate all that candy too,
but instead of reaching for the light
you dug that hole and paralyzed your soul .
And that is how , I find myself
relentlessly entangled in your monologue .
There is no shame in cutting heads
of bratty player boys .
What killed the cat was not curiosity
but hateful words .
And from those I gave them none .
So dear poor boy from the far 80s ,
become a man , untie your soul ,
Happiness , sadness, that is your choice.
My incantation: I wish you gone .
Never pick fights with a survivor,
in life , only one time the heart is broken
and after that , the flesh gets rough
and we start over .
there are no schemes
but only freedom to love again , to fail again , to celebrate the everlasting beauty of not giving a damn anymore.

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Old Scars

I strip in the solitude of my room.
the mirror reflects secrets that I keep.
All the silent screams of my faint life’s doom,
visible unhealed scars  that hurt so deep.

Still I dream of you, naked in silence,
Nosy fingers deepening on my skin.
Scared of your rage when love stays in suspense,
Before your decree I  hide with my sin .

Because I know you and how do you think.
It is not your fault life made you like this.
Crying  in despair swallowing this ink, 
so your eyes don’t see holes in my abyss. 

In pain I must gulp the bitterest of drinks:
When flawed looks are heavy the ship of love sinks.

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Happiness

Happiness is a butterfly that wakes up to fly in beauty one more day ,
Happiness is a drop of dew in the morning rain,
Happiness is a flower that gets to grow between the pavement cracks ,
Happiness is the warmth of your hands holding  mine ,
Happiness is to see you everyday ,
Happiness is remembering when we played the sharks ,
Happiness is you making a nest in my heart .

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Fourth Degree Burns

I am the girl that plays with fire 
got burned so many times ,
got burned so many times .
But there is nothing more satisfying 
Than feeling them flames 
slowly advance from eyes to heart .
At first is just a cozy warmth 
that fills your lungs with happy gas 
and all you can do is laugh.
But then slowly the flames take charge,
inside your lips around your arms 
between your legs 
and all becomes so stalled and hot .
And the sensation lasts until the pain starts
the skin is broken, the flesh dissolves,
the bones become gray ash . 
Fourth degree burns is what I have 
-I told you not to play with wicked fire ,
Says my mom. 
-The restoration will take a while ,
but not to worry ,that in these cases  
the bone and skin always grow back .
And I start again :
 - I am the girl that plays with fire ,
 my name is Phoenix and I get burned all the time .

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Public Transportation Hazards

I rush every morning holding my coffee .
I board the bus , checking my phone 
I want no problems .
As mind prepares for hectic hours 
some daring guy breathes on my ear, 
questioning me for my IG .
 beyond upset 
I  say : no way.
Another guy at 7’s platform wishes
 the same , 
he’s fine ,
I give in .
I finish work and I feel drained 
And again on the bus 
Coming back home an old guy casually 
gives me his number 
and he says :-call me
I feel disgusted .
 The next day comes.
The first guy stands in front of me 
The bus is packed ,
and he tells me please give me your IG .
I feel the sin of my hypocrisy 
so out of pity ,
I give in .
One minute later he is texting me
He likes my pics , he hearts my comments , 
OMG he is so extra ! 
I have to ghost him . 
Three days have passed
He hates my guts , if looks could kill …
I would be dead tomorrow morning. 
Then he gets salty
He writes I’m basic , and even chunky. 
Then he posts selfies with his own shorty 
That’s it ! 
I have to block him . 
The hunky one , he booty texts me
I check my phone it’s 3:am 
Asking to meet me 
so we can cuddle until the sunrise.
Forgot to mention his IG contacts
are  only women , with huge sweet bums 
and scarce clothing . 
I can’t reply I have my pride 
hottie and all I have to block him.
And every day repeats same stories 
of dummy guys 
asking  for something. 
When I say no  I’m nasty B, 
if I say yes I’m nasty B. 
Only cause 
I ignore them. 
As you can see I have my motives, 
to my dismay this city is full of spineless men
Younger and older. 
Still I have old pops phone number 
I haven’t called him 
Maybe I will , I’m very morbid  .

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Imposible Love

I give you my daisies in silence,  
Inside that little bubble 
between heaven and earth 
“Built only for our love “
That’s always  your affirmance. 
As you touch my face you call me : my rose, 
my little baby orchid . 
But roses have thorns , and orchids bloom every so often …
And you laugh when I tell you that I’m none of those 
I give you my daisies because that’s what I am 
or what I want to be 
a pure , simple flower , always composed 
even during our terrible storms . 
A Daisy bravely looking at the sun , 
eye to eye with a white smile . 
I give you my daisies because you are my red star 
You claim to burn roses’ petals , 
you claim to starve orchids’ blooms 
somehow you caress daisies, what else could you do 
I give you my daisies , because they are made to resist  heat ,to survive savage droughts  
don’t ask me to hide my dry petals from you 
If you keep spitting embers 
I won’t give you my daisies no more .

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To Justin

Come here good friend 
And slowly tilt your head 
rest it  on my lap for as long as you want  .
I was not aware that you were so sad 
And I wish you have told me how tiring it was
To force  shine ,in the darkness of your eyes.
To plant a fake smile each time ,
just so nobody feels bad . 

From the Last time when we met,
some things give me sorrow . 
Not been able to reciprocate your feelings 
is the one that I most regret .
But I didn’t want to lie,
not  to you my sweet guy . 
So , I left your car so abruptly . 
Was I wrong ? 
Now , when time has no more hours for us to borrow , 
I wait for the moment when with the flickering of a flame  you tell me not to worry . 
 
You were sent to save me once , remember ? 
And we both failed to protect me 
and when I reminded you 
we both laughed so hard . 
Great people sometimes leave prematurely 
wounded in their soul , 
they manage to walk straight 
so nobody sees the pain caused  by each step . 

I light a white candle for you , 
I save my tears for my room .
Just come to me in my dreams , lie down right next to my soul. 
I’ll run my fingers through your hair 
and properly say good night . 
We will both lament what was not fair . 
and I might hopefully walk you towards the light.

Best Poems Written by Camila Encarnacion

Hades

Waiting For a Friend

Temperance

Just Saying

Old Scars

Happiness

Fourth Degree Burns

Public Transportation Hazards

Imposible Love

To Justin