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  • Untitled

    Whispers in her ear wrap around her mind like a serpent and rattle in her ears until she cannot breathe. come with me it calls. Hairs across the plains of her skin lift and let loose flakes of freckles and dandruff like dandy lions in the wind. the voice shivers come with me. Bones curl […]

    Nic Jean

    March 4, 2013
    Fiction, Poetry
    ambiguous, dark, imagery, mysterious, poem, poetic prose, spooky, story, voices
  • Stopwatch

    In 48 hours I’ll be in your arms in 47 hours I’ll be 250 miles away in 46 hours I’ll be kissing your lips in 45 hours you’ll take away the pain. In 44 hours I’ll be smiling in 43 hours I’ll be anxious In 42 hours I’ll be longing In 41 hours I’ll be […]

    Nic Jean

    February 28, 2013
    Poetry
    anxious, countdown, feelings, future, poem, poetry, prediction, repetition, rhyme, slow, thinking, time, waiting
  • Paradox of Choices pt. 1

    Lost in a misery of choice, with a mind clearly made up hours ago I regret to inform myself there never was an answer. no one will ever win. To have no choice is pain. But to have too many is worse, and I feel cursed. Frozen in time. Paralyzed in lies. Opposing options overwhelm […]

    Nic Jean

    February 22, 2013
    Poetry
    choice, contemplation, paradox, paradox of choice, philosophical, philosophy, poem, struggle
  • City Burns

    There’s an orange glow of light on the ceiling coming from the lower east side of Syracuse below me.   How fitting. It streaks across my black walls and plaster and pollutes the winter fog outside. How fitting. And as if upon a castle that’s more fit for orange jumpsuits I give this place less […]

    Nic Jean

    February 20, 2013
    Poetry
    city, cuse, frustration, homesick, lights, New York, night time, NY, orange, poem, poetry, prison, syracuse
  • Note Taking

    That, has nothing and everything to do with your class. I’m sorry I’m not paying attention, but there are matters at hand that I must attend to amend the bends and folds bursting out of my mind, making matters miserable for me sitting here peacefully, quietly. Blood pumping, veins throbbing, creativity robbing me of the […]

    Nic Jean

    February 17, 2013
    Performance / “Spoken Word”, Poetry
    alliteration, art, class, college, funny poem, humor, insperation, Le moyne, poem, poetry, school, spoken word, teacher, thoughts
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