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stephentotheplate

Where poetry and stories collide.

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Marie

Avid lover of cats, books, nature, and food.

To Come Alive (poem)

She wakes while sleeping. While others rise with the dawn, their eyes popping open to see the day- She awakes when her eyes shut. Her world, only sensible when dreaming.

Meet me on the Equinox Meet me half way When the sun is perched at it's highest peek In the middle of the day Let me give my love to you Let me take your hand And as we walk... Continue Reading →

It never gets any easier, he mused as he stared down at the body. The hands still gripped the earth as they had in the moments before death. His stomach churred. He didn't want to be here. Why was his... Continue Reading →

Paint streamed down her arms. Little drops of swirled worlds. Hurried strokes of reds and blues, whirled onto the once white canvas. Pent up emotion, fear, frustration, sadness. Unending, undisguised, sadness. Her hand trembled as she dropped it to her... Continue Reading →

Thursdays are for pasta. Sauce made from scratch, Pasta too, if we're being ambitious. As we chop garlic, sprinkle oregano, Crush pepper, slice tomatoes- We converse. Anecdotes about work, minor grips about coworkers. The ritual of it, the feel of... Continue Reading →

All that Matters (prose)

Of all the things I’ve tried. Of all the things I’ve attempted The effort expended in trying to love- In learning to love, Has been the most worthwhile.

Sink (prose)

Lost. trying to make my way home- i'm confused somehow- someway, i made a wrong turn. dazed. i slump to the grown. tipid water hits my face, seeps into the cuffs of my jeans. i'm lost. cellphone dying, my mind... Continue Reading →

Tidbits (poem)

What do I do, With the information about a person, I no longer know? Now useless bits of information, Concerning a person, Concerning a world, I am no longer privy to. No longer included in. Unless facts, a drift in... Continue Reading →

Little Lucy crouched down in front of the animal, hand extended for it to sniff. It froze. Nose twitching, it inched closer. Curiosity, igniting bright, clear, eyes. She smiled at the little fox. It retreated. Her smile wavered. "I remember.... Continue Reading →

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