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swagger up to bat
good, hard wood
warm my bullpen –
leave me on
Read (2 days ago)
sweet spot exposed
melted for you
genial nothings in my eyes
shielding your beanball from
view, (coming)
claimed to be a catch
a real five-tool
just syrupy deceit –
fuck it all.
piece
by
piece,
bad relationships
spark good poetry:
stir my emotions,
mix words inside me.
pitch fibs, balk truth
spit rage, release hurt
*elusive silence*
…? mystery solved.
you know what –
forget it.
I have nothing left to say…
Strike You.
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Valerie Frost is a Garden State native. She holds a BA and MA in Education and is currently earning an MFA in creative nonfiction and poetry at Eastern Kentucky University. She lives and works in Central Kentucky with her twin three-year-olds. She has work in the Eastern Iowa Review, Headline Poetry and Press, and Dissident Voice.
