Poems from ForteFairy

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I'm just a quirky theatre kid trying to make it in a world that insists I don't exist.
Yesterday on the subway We sat Discussing politics or gossip When a blind beggar spoke. Stabbed in the eye and homeless He blessed the...
"My head," I explain, "It's floating." Everyone stares. That doesn't make sense. I try again. "My head feels like it's floating." and they...
Shrinking wrists grow back Like dread of death after a long remission. Like moons they wax and wane. Full figure dwindlling into nothing...
What do you do when your house doesn’t feel like home? What do you do when you don’t connect with your family? You sit stranded on your...
Posters plaster the walls of my room Holding the very structure of the house together I tear them down to watch the building crumble...

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