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Tag: FreeVerseFridays

Friday, May 26, 2017Sunday, July 23, 2017 Guilliean Pacheco

Dance Even Though the World is Falling Down Around You

Poetry
Dance Even Though the World is Falling Down Around You

To Bukowski and Hard Times. There’s a part of me, deep inside, a bluebird, perhaps That sways while the world burns To a waltz that no one else can hear but me. In spite of all the terror and fear and anxiety in my world Since the world is ending,

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Friday, May 5, 2017Wednesday, May 24, 2017 Guilliean Pacheco

Dwelling on Eternity

Poetry
Dwelling on Eternity

This is the last beginning. I will not move forward from here. Draw the line, straight and perfect, use the ink I bleed from my fingertips. Onto your skin, into your head, and out of your heart. Dig in and hold the line, retreat is not an option. It’s too

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Friday, April 28, 2017Sunday, April 23, 2017 Guilliean Pacheco

Ayy

Poetry
Ayy

A small of a soul A symphony of scrap A scoop of stupid A smattering of syrup A scorch of sunshine A sash of silver A shell of a smile A slash of sadness A shape of a star A star of the sea A stroke of sky A stab

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Friday, March 31, 2017Sunday, July 23, 2017 Guilliean Pacheco

Toujours en guerre avec moi-même

Poetry
Toujours en guerre avec moi-même

It’s a constant battle To march to the beat of their drum. I’m fighting a war for the away team Who doesn’t even know I’m there. Things were supposed to get better I was supposed to fall in line And not cry to sleep at night. I tried to play

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Guilliean Pacheco. Filipina adjacent. Battle Born. Cinéphile. (Bad) Feminist. INFJ. Mélomaniacal. Polymath. Raconteuse. Tsundoku.

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