Poems by Isabel
broken does not have to be permanent. when a bone breaks, a callus forms around the break, remodeling and hardening;
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broken does not have to be permanent. when a bone breaks, a callus forms around the break, remodeling and hardening;
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three. I became someone you never thought you would know, upside down and tongue twisted pressed into each other.
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wednesday night I found myself looking for you old pictures of the mountains and in crowds of people eyes gazing
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i’m not a normal girl and when i say it i mean it normal girl because when i feel it
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they write that love is meant to be golden stringed harps sweet molasses coating your throat ripe peaches and candy
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ask yourself what drives you – lust or passion? neither? self fulfillment or self righteousness. none of the above are
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there was a time of purity and innocence before all of this, cherry blossom lips had yet to smoke Marlboro
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he told me to grow my gardens full of roses because no one can resist a love like that. ilet
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im sick of society sucking the soul from me because i feel tired after watching the news and even more
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believe in love – self material internal and external love. notice the sparkle in people’s eyes and marvel at the
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feet and mind disconnect into the wondrous unfamiliar- chameleon soul blooms into a soft resounding whisper reverberated sunrise and cotton
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im writing love songs for you in my sleep with fragmented slumbers tongue twisted lullabies; coloring outside the lines between
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until there was you i did not know what my own lips tasted like. i hoped they tasted like other
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he told me to grow my gardens full of roses because no one can resist a love like that. i
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i awoke today and the room was spinning again, felt the ground shift below me and blankets wrap around me,
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when did you become so uncomfortable in your own skin? begin to hate the folds and curves your momma would
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when hunger finally set in, i felt myself grow cold. a black hole formed past my eyes, and i found
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i began to fear the feeling of being full. felt flowers sprout in my belly, but could not figure out
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i happened to find it looking through empty cigarette cartons, dirty sheets, and hidden shortcuts. dead end poems turn into
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Redfern Arts Center hosts performance ‘An Evening of Dance’ in Main Theatre
“An Evening of Dance” was held in the Redfern Arts Center’s Main Theatre this past Wednesday, April 20, through Saturday,
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“Fire Up the Night” took place Monday, April 11, at 8 p.m. on the Fiske Quad and was put on
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Senior performs original dance at Academic Excellence Conference
Abbie Brown’s “Only You, Elvis and Balls: A Choreographic Exploration of Awkwardness” was performed in the Mabel Brown Room this
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On April 1, Christian Felner, more commonly known by his stage name “Felly,” performed at Higher Ground in South Burlington,
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Technology is advancing every day, and with this comes the growth of social platforms used for activists fighting toward certain
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