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Author Archives: graciefoust

What A Girl Wants – Anaphora – Journal 6

I want to tell you everything, I want to make things right. I want your frown to become a smile, I want my tears to stop. I want a lightness in your eyes, I want a gentle touch. I want to hold your hand and I want to feel me blush. I want to make […] Continue reading »

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Journal 5: A Woman’s Cento

This is a woman’s confession: More & more I see the human form,  hiss in the stillness. We ourselves flash and yearn,  lying face-down in the dirt.  The face not mine but one I will wear to a dark tangled thorny place. The complement is vain, if it exits.  Peel off in patches until what’s […] Continue reading »

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Journal 4

Version 1 The cows stand under the trees in the wet grass, lifting their necks to pull leaves down. We slow the truck, pull over to the side of the road to watch them. How graceful they look, how unlike themselves. We get out and lean on the fence. The cows don’t seem to notice […] Continue reading »

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Journal 4

Version 1 The cows stand under the trees in the wet grass, lifting their necks to pull leaves down. We slow the truck, pull over to the side of the road to watch them. How graceful they look, how unlike themselves. We get out and lean on the fence. The cows don’t seem to notice […] Continue reading »

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Journal 3: Similes Experiment

One Missed Call Version 1: I swing the door open and the metallic smell Hit my face like a tornado, Swirling around my head Until I felt faint. My heart was loud and quick, like hail Pounding on a rooftop. As I moved towards the kitchen At first all i saw was red, Pooling across […] Continue reading »

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The Next Thing Always Belongs: Journal 2

What lurks beneath The Dead Sea? The shrieks of the winds may know, they yelled when you slipped and fell. Thirty-five million of your cells die every minute as fleeting as messages written in sand. The salinity seeps into your bone, who knew how long seconds really last? I wonder why he left, I want […] Continue reading »

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Journal 1

Personal Universe  Taste: milk-chocolate, espresso, blood, listerine, custard, rubber, stainless-steel, plaque, burnt, soap, dirt, buttery, flakey, bittersweet, smoke Touch: paint, sandy, fluffy, smooth, frigid, skin, creamy, breeze, cement, morning dew, tree-bark, grease, raindrop, slippery, goosebumps Smell: seawater, book, gasoline, chlorine, lavender, grass, rain, mold, lemon, leather, countryside, autumn, bakery, christmas, cotton Hearing: ocean, keyboard, footstep, […] Continue reading »

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