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December 24, 2013
The Girl With The Jackalope Smile by ~Crainfeather Full of rich and colorful imagery that brings to mind Fables, Fairy Tales and visions of Mother Earth
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Literature Text
She always told me her life was a cake walk
But I'll never understand what kind of happiness comes from
Crushing pastries under your foot
She could stitch sunshine along her wrists
And leave the rest of us in the dark
Trying to paint our own cerulean skies
And leaving us all bereft when we only managed
To stain our skins blue
And she could dance a two-tattoo on the arch of moon beams
Licking her diamond lips to taste something more
Willow wick finger tips gleaming with still flames
Tempting a hand into her grasp so that she might
Burn life back into our hollowed bodies
She traced constellations on her lungs
So she could breathe the star dust
And have shimmering breath all year long
Instead of just in December
Her canines glinted when she grinned
Candle drops of light shinning in each tooth
And melting our hibernation patchwork
To reveal our summer skin
Her veins surged with hot apple cider and wildfires
And her cigarette smoke smelt of burning wood
Her orange and red toe nails sunk into the earth
So that the autumn might have a colorful leaf carpeting
And her sun caressed flesh could never hide her red dwarf heart
Swelling until it exploded into her own little nova
Her hair whipped like a wolf girl's mane
A savage red that only fell out in the winter of her years
She always promised me that she could speak
In the tongues of the universe and rain
Like she was the God I believed in
Dream catchers swayed on her eyelashes
And blue jays smirked in her gaze
Jack rabbits sprinted through her bittersweet soul
Geese migrated through her thoughts
As eclipses and sunsets became the backdrop of her voice
I still find myself watching the night sky and pondering
Why the grass was evenly green for her on both sides
Of the rotting picket fence
Her days of skimming the stars definitely came out of nowhere
Because for the longest time
She flew only when she thought no one was lookingLiterature
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People have known about it for months. It’s not like in the movies. The word ‘inevitability’ comes to mind: and hey, guess what? Nobody cares to run from the inevitable. It’s pretty stupid – isn’t it, if yo
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singing by a candle's light.
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fumbling with a hasp of steel.
You are not the tattered towel
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dancing where the wildflowers are.
You are my unwitting captive
lighting up a jelly jar.
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EDIT:// WTF? xD I really don't understand why this is so popular! But at the same time, I mean, oh my gosh I never thought in a million years I would ever get a DD on my writing ;u; You've all made this Christmas the best one I've ever had<3
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I read this poem, gosh, when it got a DD. So, about four years ago.
I forgot the name, didn't think to write it down (or favorite it, as a stupid high schooler with no forethought)
It's been in my head like a song. Went to a funeral today, wanted to read it again, finally found it, and here it ISSSSSSS
I'm so excited. This is so wonderfully written. Thank you for it.
I forgot the name, didn't think to write it down (or favorite it, as a stupid high schooler with no forethought)
It's been in my head like a song. Went to a funeral today, wanted to read it again, finally found it, and here it ISSSSSSS
I'm so excited. This is so wonderfully written. Thank you for it.