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 May 2018 kellkaym
LS
when a poet falls in love with you
you can never die
they will notice the way
you rub your palms and look down
when someone is angry at you
and the way you smirk
as you pull away from a kiss

they will notice how you can't sleep
without your body touching someone else's
how you never crease any pages of books
and how you close your eyes when you dance in your kitchen
with your record player on

they will find all of the words
that they see you as
and turn them into something beautiful

people say you die twice
once when you stop breathing
and when someone says your name
for the last time

if you fall in love with a poet
they will never stop
mentioning your name
you will be alive
for eternity
 May 2018 kellkaym
LS
dead roses
 May 2018 kellkaym
LS
i was 7 when i learned
what a cemetery was
we were walking through
the number of headstones
with names and dates
written upon them

i asked my father
what this place was
he grabbed my hand
that felt so small in his
he looked down at me with his hazel eyes
and said
it's where people go
when their time with us is up

i looked around
at the dozens of stones
and asked
how many are there?
he said
i haven't counted
so i said
that
someone should
 May 2018 kellkaym
LS
the first time
 May 2018 kellkaym
LS
i was dancing on my front porch
spinning with my head to the sky
and you were looking at me
in a way you never have
so i asked, "what?"
and you looked down
so i hugged you
and asked, "what is it?"
and you looked up at me
and said
i think i'm falling for you
 May 2018 kellkaym
LS
sadness
looks different
on everyone

when my best friend is sad
she drives to a cafe
to get coffee alone
she says,
"when people see me all alone
they see me just like how i see myself"

when my mother is sad
she yells at me for having a ***** room
even though there's only a shirt on my floor
she has a glass of red wine
and asks my sister why she was out so late
even though it's only 9

when my brother is sad
he says,
"get out of my room, i'm busy'
but in reality
he's playing video games
with the volume up to high
to drown out the thoughts in his head

i realized all pain and sadness look different
because when i'm sad
i don't really want to speak
or do anything at all
 May 2018 kellkaym
Ola Radka
Calm mind
like a waveless ocean.

Thoughts are hiding
behind the horizon.

The calm before the storm?
 May 2018 kellkaym
Ola Radka
Embrace me with your kiss...
I want to melt
under your fingertips.

Caught in an eternal dance
of our lips,
we die for this moment
never to cease.
 May 2018 kellkaym
Ola Radka
We all paint our lives.
The mountains of challenges,
The rivers of tears,
The waterfalls of joy.

We mix the colours of sorrow and laughter
And add the colours of experience and the years that passed.
The souls we will always remember
And the moments we will never forget.
 May 2018 kellkaym
Tom Orr
She took my hand and followed me
through the trees,
under the archway made of ivy
(flanked by pristinely carved hedges)
into the vast, open field
which met the ethereal red sun
on the horizon.

We sat in the fresh grass,
cool in the evening air.
All the while we stayed silent,
just admiring the untouched space.
Each blade of grass before us
swayed gently,
tantalisingly...

Time had stopped
but everything was still living.
Still moving.
As if this place were not included
in Time's perseverance.  
I didn't want it to be,
it was too important to me.

It occurred to me then
that it wasn't this place
that I valued the most at all
It was this moment.

And I captured it.
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