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- Column: Dialogue Punctuation at storywrite
As writers, we love to put words in other people's (i.e. our characters's) mouths. This article will help you use correct punctuation when writing that dialogue. - Ossified at allpoetry
I don’t know what you did, what breed of voodoo - In the Company of Cold Things at allpoetry
All I could offer you was hot rice soup and a rug woven of my loose dreams - What I Am Not at allpoetry
The color of old peaches, shriveled and shivering, - Atrophy at allpoetry
By then, she was folding in on herself, - Ring Around the Rosie at allpoetry
There are some things we should never teach our children, - Omphalus at allpoetry
She looked like a prophesy on 13th and Wash: the weight of her heels, - And You at allpoetry
And I met you when I least expected - A Woman, in Starbucks at allpoetry
Everything about her was sharp: her nose a thin knife - Hive at allpoetry
Early, and the sun slides through - Who's the Artist? at allpoetry
Artists call green a cold color, - A Lesson in Fragility at allpoetry
The water drop that shatters on the sill - Despite the Woodsman at allpoetry
There’s no reason to keep my hooded eyes - Snow at allpoetry
It’s falling in whispers like an old dandelion galaxy - Nectary at allpoetry
The beach is slivered with the million million worlds - Hand at allpoetry
My finger bones speak poetry louder than - You Love So Hard at allpoetry
~*~ - Shudder at allpoetry
I told you in May that butterflies weren’t meant to flutter, but you laughed in a way that made even the flowers shudder. I told you in May - Hilly Stomachs at allpoetry
They’ve come: the changeling children, - Endomychorrhizae at allpoetry
I should tell you I was a mushroom - The Thing About Scars at allpoetry
Yes, I knew even then how to wield the classic - Black Dreams at allpoetry
My first attempt at writing lyrics. *gulp* Help? - I need a break at allpoetry
from homework. Reserved for a quickie. - you spoke too much at allpoetry
~*~ - Raisins at allpoetry
I give you bowls of sugar and get back teaspoons of salt. - Song for Persephone at allpoetry
A sonnet
*gasp* Yes, I rhymed.
- Bitter Almonds at allpoetry
And you compare my hair to almonds as it runs through - Disclaimers at allpoetry
“You” is just a shadow word - Teaspoon of Sugar at allpoetry
You love the taste of coffee, but I - Slow Motion at allpoetry
The hours once explained to me about the whir of lights - Inconsistencies at allpoetry
You always loved the - Attic Above My Mouth at allpoetry
The things I keep upstairs scare me, - Matryoshka at allpoetry
Her mother wore aprons with thrushes - It's called procrastination at allpoetry
And I'm the queen of it. Reserved for a quickie. - Invasive at allpoetry
I know about the antennae - reserved for quickie at allpoetry
Thought I'd give it a try...as long as it doesn't go too late lol. - Small Pieces at allpoetry
Your hand is tiled in - Your Bathroom’s Thin Walls at allpoetry
You’re as soft and frail - Reserved for Quickie at allpoetry
Never done this before...thought I'd give it a try. - Gleipnir at allpoetry
You see yourself as a demigod with the lupines, - Jay at allpoetry
I think you’ve lost the way to heaven – - Sea Glass at allpoetry
~*~ - Old Anchors at allpoetry
People moved less when the world - Surfacing at allpoetry
I was a fish once, swimming - Three O'clock at allpoetry
maple leaves
red as longing - Bumblebees and Jewelweed at allpoetry
Smooth and round, soft as clouds, you tip your head beneath her skirts, - Tongues at allpoetry
Why do you call me sugar? Buy a dictionary. - Sho at allpoetry
This is not Japan, though the maple might say otherwise - Umbilicus at allpoetry
My navel was small and cold, but you took it from my - Adam's Apple at allpoetry
When you gulp like that in the early of morning - Nine Crimes at allpoetry
In the green smoke of champagne bubbles your hands speak of other places - yellowjackets at allpoetry
a yellowjacket [dead] - Tuesday at allpoetry
Version 1 I never claimed - This History at allpoetry
Early this morning there was frost on the cattails, - Sweet Talk at allpoetry
Your appled smile gives it away,
the way you savor those words... - Homeland Security Didn't Know at allpoetry
Today there is snow on the ground in Tuscon,
the first time in forty years.
