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Ode to Black Cats

The black cat across the street

Stares at me with eyes like the moon

Pale yellow, waxing and waning

Cats see the truth of the universe

They slink in alleys and gardens

Watching unnoticed

Galaxies dance in their hearts

Stars glint like diamonds in their fur

The best friend of a witch

Black cats breathe life into myths

They are harbingers of bad luck 

and Death

Scaring those who don’t understand

Black cats cloak themselves in mystery

Matching the shadows

Peering out with large

New moon eyes

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Dating Service

Reviewer 1:

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Do NOT recommend. Loud Grating Voice. OBNOXIOUS and Indecisive. Waited for HOURS for her to make a decision. Said she grew up in Minnesota but can’t swim?! Like that makes any sense. Can’t walk in heels, she just wobbles around in them like a newborn giraffe. Short. Too sensitive, cries about EVERYTHING. The only thing she can make is spaghetti. Procrastinates way too much.

Reviewer 2:

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ABSOLUTELY WONDERFUL!!!!! Makes HEAVENLY spaghetti. Speaks THREE LANGUAGES. Organized! Gorgeous brown hair and soft skin. HILARIOUS! Compassionate and empathetic. Detail orientated. Passionate about her goals. Likes cats and dogs equally.

Reviewer 3:

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Get out while you can! Says her favorite color is the color of blood, talk about creepy. She makes really intense eye contact. Makes me feel like I am being observed by a predator. Also, she juggles everything that comes in threes, very annoying.

Reviewer 4:

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Good listener! She was right on time and had everything planned out ahead, her favorite color is red and her favorite flowers are sunflowers. Used to work in a circus. She is very charming, beautiful smile. 

Reviewer 5:

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Eats a lot of Italian food. Always room for improvement.

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the girl in the garden

it goes like this.

i wanted poetry,

soft, sweet, traditional-the gentle boy with curly hair smiling at me with ocean-deep dimples,

but there is a girl in the garden and her blue sundress is bright in the sunlight

and there is an ache in my ribs in my lungs in my jaw

save me, mama–for someone else’s god says i am a sin

but the girl in the girl in the garden says my eyes are brighter than the stars,

and oh,

something about rainy december afternoons and overripe plums and being loved like this

feels like poetry after all.

(mama, if this is a dream, don’t wake me up.)

-L.R.

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uptown rat.. he’s been living in a social frat…. bet he’s never seen an ass this fat….. i bet his mama never told him that

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Soulmates are not your ~other half~, that’s just nonsense. You are a whole person already, not half a person. A soulmate isn’t even inherently romantic. A soulmate is just the other sock in a matched set. You’re still a whole, complete sock on your own, you are perfectly functional paired with any other sock, it’s just that it’s even better when you match. A soulmate is literally just the person who makes your soul go “!!! Same hat!!!” and wave excitedly.

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Her

I have seen her straight out of bed.

Bed hair, bed eyes and bed smile.

Lying on her favourite pillow, with her favourite cover

Drawn up her body like the most fragile ferocious shield

Waking up after a night that seems to go on forever;

Relentless, tiresome ticking away of seconds that gushed in with anxiety and misery.

I have seen her calling it a night when the sun is about to shine and waking up feeling perplexed with no recollection of how she survived the darkness.

I have seen her straight out of bed and she has looked like the most exotic and lonely thing to walk Earth.

And I do not remember loving anyone else so fiercely.

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Ebony

Her curling ebony hair

Bounced freely without a care

High up in the air

As she threw her head back

in a laugh

That sounded as light and gentle as wind

The golden sun on her warm umber skin

Her copper flaked eyes

Looked deeply into mine

Brighter than the sunshine

Laudert M.B.

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Sculpted by Aphrodite

Blessed Aphrodite

sculpted a women just for me

her body is made of the finest marble

her hair of endless galaxies

and her eyes are the deepest hue

of a warm pond blue

her laugh sounds like Apollo's finest harp

it was the sound I heard as she stole my heart

her lips are as red

as the blood of men

but they're sweeter than a strawberry

I had no choice but to marry

the girl of my dreams

sculpted by Aphrodite

just for me

Laudert M.B.

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Eyes

Eyes Like a dark abyss

A stare like a dagger

That will never miss

There’s such clear anger

Shown in her eyes

It is not very odd

It happens quite a lot

But still, its it’s kinda hot

Laudert M.B.

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