Poems by Lauren Crandall

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  • Strategic ships,
    Sunkissed sails...

  • In a broken wooden rocking chair,
    I cut my long, vermilion hair...

  • I’m being pulled in two different directions
    Trying to match up to two different sets of...

  • It's not my place.
    I can't help but fume...

  • Prison gates:
    Walls built 20 stories toward the sky...

  • Like peering through the lens glossed over with...
    Rusted, metal, corroded, but unstoppable gears...

  • Icy chills and red hot thrills
    My hands shiver from your glance...

  • Butterfly Wings
    I type away on the keys to my laptop keyboard...

  • As the vectors point
    Daringly...

  • The words flood to my lips,
    but the gloss keeps them sealed shut...

  • A weight has just been lifted.
    a feather floating softly, now...

  • I've planned to make it through the day
    Without shedding a single tear...