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Poem 6. Written by SnapDragon X.
deep down there is a quiet calm
a story
an open ear
a wrinkled hand softly grasping
in love.
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SnapDragon is an artist who is still a little bit afraid of The Deep End.
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Poem 5. Written by SnapDragon X. (Um, like everything else on this site, yo.)
these cracked feet, cracked hands and crackling lines around my eyes
whisper in harmonious healing.
the weeping and seeping of water has dried.
a tortoise shell; a vacant nest; a notebook whose pages have been burned.
yesterday is a vanished ache.
good-bye.
. . .
*Bonus points if you listen to George Harrison’s “Ballad of Sir Frankie Crisp” on high-quality speakers, as loud as your ears will allow. I dare you not to smile at the beauty of life.*
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SnapDragon is an artist just trying to be happy in this effed up world.
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She also posts regularly(ish) on Pointless Overthinking.
Poem 4. Written by SnapDragon X.
i’m realizing
little by
very
little
that
life
may be best
when lived in
bite-sized
bits.
. . .
SnapDragon is a writer, artist, and non-fingernail-painter.
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Poem 4. Written by SnapDragon X.
let us light a pair of crooked candles
for all that has left us
and for all that remains.
let us continue
to wander
and wonder
and grow.
. . .
SnapDragon is an artist and writer who loves to snack on frozen M&Ms.
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Poem 3. Written by SnapDragon X.
. . .
i will not stop.
the cause is too important.
among the pencil shavings and piles of seemingly perfunctory paper
i continue to speak.
i see you.
i hear you.
i love you.
and i will not give up the fight.
. . .
SnapDragon is an educator, artist, and homemaker. She prefers listening over speaking.
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Poem 2. Written by SnapDragon X.
how nice it is
just to sit
in silence
and be.
how nice it is
to rest my weary ankles;
to have no other purpose
than to exist;
to blink my eyes
with impending sleep.
how nice.
yes.
how very nice, indeed.
. . .
SnapDragon is a wife, mom, cat-mom, homemaker, and singer of songs.
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Poem 1. Written by SnapDragon X.
there is a delicate fluttering within me
stitched down deep,
that keeps us together after all these years.
the constant spinning:
may it never grow weary;
may it remind you of
everything that was and will be.
. . .
SnapDragon is, perhaps, just another brick in the wall.
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