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The Man Who Never Died All at Once — New Poems
I’ve lived a hundred lives, none of them simple. I died in corners no one looks — silent deaths, small fractures inside me, one after another, like cracks spreading through glass. But somehow, I kept getting back up — bloodied, bruised, but never broken. Pain twisted itself into blueprints, wounds spun into sharp ideas. I…
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In the Wake of Silence — Jaded
Silence is the loudest thing in the wake of everything I’ve said. The words hang in the air, unspoken, untouched, and I wonder if I’ll ever hear them again. But the silence speaks in ways the words never could, and I listen— even when there’s nothing left to say.
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The Unspoken Backdrop — Jaded
Love is something that makes us feel the happiest alive, but it can lie. When you think you’ve found someone, yet you’re left trying to forget. Days slip by, and still, you miss them. You sit in the past, letting it mold your well-being. What’s better in yourself? Who you were then? Nothing, actually. Tell…
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Inferno — Phoenix Heart
My heart is ticking its last breath for a cause from years ago, no longer shedding a tear, but quenching the flames of anger before your satire becomes a satanic regret.
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I Closed This Book — Phoenix Heart
They acted like they could burn out your light bulb. Like they knew our make and model. It’s a tragedy, jealousy. It started at birth, masked with daily doses of pharmaceuticals and traumatic damage that turned the family into my abuser. Undergoing the worst of the pandemic of post-traumatic stress, I shook through my whole…
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Shattered heart… — An Inconvenient Attachment
Shattered heart… then life feels over. The best of friends gave me the world. I couldn’t grasp how good it was. Leaving you, leaving the memories.
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I left myself to be with you, — An Inconvenient Attachment
I left myself to be with you, surpassing the worst in mind that kept telling me this was bad… listen to your heart.
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I Am a Fish — Freedom
I wonder if I will ever escape. I hear tapping noises. I see fingerprints on my glass bowl. I want to be free. I am a fish. I feel nothing at all. I touch something smooth. I worry if the cat will get me. I am a fish. I understand that I am stuck here…
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What is the most important thing to carry with you all the time? — Journal Entries 2023
I learned this point of view, summoned up in my poetic mind: the people, places, and things. Sightseeing, aroma, sniff, onomatopoeia effects, and tactile imagery. Does it bring on a flashback? If so, this is called PTSD, caused by your people, places, and things.
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What change, big or small, would you like your blog to make in the world? — Journal Entries 2023
I mean— Empower vulnerability through poetry and self-reflection. Heal and find resilience through heartfelt poetry. Experience the power of words to mend and inspire. Illuminate trauma and discover resilience through poetry. …Yeah, this.
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Roaming Status: Pending — Journal Entries 2023
One of my defects is seeking a “shoulder to cry on…” One of my fights is seeking a “shoulder to cry on…” A journey to overcome, a trip to experience, a memory I hope to share while trying to compare, for a helpful hint in finding this middle meaning. This scar journey is creating tornadoes.…
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Memory Maker — Journal Entries 2023
When all you wanted to do was enjoy a new memory maker that brings to the surface a new feeling you never thought you could feel. The days within always carry some type of emotional baggage from his people, places, and things. He responds to rage, in a hostile tone toward him, and them. All…
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Describe your life in an alternate universe. — Journal Entries 2023
The irony in this question.
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Describe one habit that brings you joy. — Journal Entries 2023
A morning cigarette, and the thought of having a joint right after.
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Someone Took Away My Self-Worth — Journal Entries 2023
Intimacy was not consented. You just became the victim of an already harder journey. A damaged setting. Fuck, man. Turn away from him—his voice, face, and eyes carry weakness. He hasn’t seen himself. He avoids the mirrors he comes across. Fuck, man. Feeling worthless after an intimacy that was not even consented is a… Froze.
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Was today typical? — Journal Entries 2023
Typical is boring. Never with me. Next question? Update: however I ask this question, it’s going to be yes. “Was today typical?” has a deeper meaning to its one answer.
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If you won two free plane tickets, where would you go? — Journal Entries 2023
The first time, to see if I could live there: Boulder, Colorado. The second time—making it home.
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What’s the story behind your nickname? — Journal Entries 2023
Enrico Port, oui. June 5, 2022—I made headlines in my hometown that made it all the way to Maine and down to the Florida Keys. (Google “Vincent Magnani.”) I made a new identity—not for any reason. The only reason, I guess, was to start my life. Yes, it was when I was twenty-five, when my…
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Let’s Move On, Yes? — Journal Entries 2023
A narcissist will always point out the ones called narcissists by the people, places, and things. This emotional response is always pure shock. The narcissist will always be masked by jealousy.
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What strategies do you use to maintain your health and well-being? — Journal Entries 2023
A mentally stable mindset is the key to answering this correctly. Another question?
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As Roaming Charges Are Increasing — Journal Entries 2023
The well-being of asking for help leads to a “yes” mentality—by the people you scan across. Seeking the easy road while in the scanning process of “asking for help” is ruining your self-growth, your emotional connection between them and you. You’re not even trying to take the steps on your own. We seek the easy…
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What are your future travel plans? — Journal Entries 2023
Hopefully, sell enough books to print and give away to areas that can’t afford them.
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What would you change about modern society? — Journal Entries 2023
I can’t always remember where I left my keys, please.
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What do you listen to while you work? — Journal Entries 2023
Honestly? Lately, “Barbie Girl” by Aqua.
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A Traumatized Mind — Journal Entries 2023
The unwillingness they face. A feeling of emptiness, a feeling of never trusting. This traumatized mindset should rest now; today isn’t his death day. This so-called life change of happy highs and lower endings— destroying your own mentality for a day’s worth, facing the mirrors where you once saw a complete success story: a destroyed…
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Written in Three Parts, with the Same Key — Journal Entries 2023
I am the power to my universe. I am the mogul to my name. I am the past of my future abilities, while making a name for change. I am the mogul to my name. I am the hero to my story. Feeling mentally unstable over the blood trails of broken wars I’ve had within…
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Today’s Feature Showing: The Word “Stupid” — Journal Entries 2023
You’re empty of dopamine. Your only way of coping is “doing what’s right” scenarios, based on people, places, and things. Emotional dominance is your form of protection, while ego masks the open-door policy you supposedly portray. You then travel into a lifeless cycle of hatred, regret, and resentment. You question yourself, knowing the outcome before…
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Dear Father — Journal Entries 2023
Father, you raised me when Mother wasn’t present—gave me a childhood, a home, food on my plate, and clothes on my back, morning, noon, and night. Dear Father, I am haunted by the pain you put on me. I created outbursts because you always kept me locked away; most times, I became the victim of…
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Story Line — Journal Entries 2023
Your past leaves scars, dents, scrapes, laughter, and subtle cries. The present teaches lessons, guidance, patience, and practice. The future: your present-day past errors, revisited into a teaching lesson— some kind of new emotional or physical scenario, created by you or created by others. The end.
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Dogs or cats? — Journal Entries 2023
We’re dogs now, cats!
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Once It’s Called Again — Journal Entries 2023
When the world is walking into you— your type of emotional response, the mask of resentments— is it the unintentional ignorance of the truth you are masking? Now you’re in a window display for the acts of judgment, set to self-destruct. The daily routine of trying to figure out how to clear the scar of…
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The Walk Away — Journal Entries 2023
Ever hear yourself walk away from your body? The first sign of “pitching a pity party” has begun. Howling to your own pack to seek the emotional damages they left. Your scar overwhelms your process of trying to be more socially acceptable during the simplest of occurrences. Yeah, PTSD is forever a “claimant.” The claimant…
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