Lex Barrie

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The wheel on the record player goes round and round, music echoing from every corner of the room, a faint static in the background. Eight songs and two sides seems like it will never end as I watch the motionless pin, glide to every note and tune. The volume dial is turned to max to …

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Flames dance across a war torn sky; the earth is burning and there’s no where to hide. The sun is the devil and I am a breeze that no longer can flow with the wind’s mighty force. We were defeated long ago. Tumbleweeds roll and laughter dies away; death reaps the grasslands and the creatures …

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I wake up most mornings to a cool breeze against my cheek and the call of a bird from a far. The sun pokes his head through the window as I reach out and stretch, welcoming his warmth. In the early hours of the day, nothing says “I can face it” like steam and liquid …

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The calmest I will ever be, is when I have paint on my finger tips. The warmest I have ever felt, is when I clean my brushes under scalding water, in between a canvas piece. The closest to connection to my soul and body, is made when my paint hits the palette and I wield …

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The color’s in your eyes are no match for the rainbow’s shine, I am always amazed by how they outsmart the leprechauns and take all the gold. But even with it, never forget, no gold could compare to your smile. For you, are the true treasure.

Body tensing in a new land and hot, fresh bread clipping down the cobblestone. Coffee poured down street drains and buses riding on streetcar tracks. Brick on brick and rocks to rocks fading into the sun with each decade. Clocks chime for noon, as bar stool hit the tiled floors. The river may divide the …

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Roses are red, Violets are blue. They are all the same, and can never be compared to you. Sunflowers bring happiness, reflecting sun’s rays. Morning glories shine with dew, like tear drops wishing the night away. You smile like bleeding hearts, with sorrow in your eyes. Your hair reminds you of the night you thought …

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People say that healing comes with a rising sun, but the moon has always been there for me. To consume me with her beauty in the darkness, her light brings me back the comfort you took away. When the sun goes down and the scars bleed out the pain, the moon gives me hope and …

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To seek the “love of God” is more powerful a statement than the feeling of walking through medieval doors, between walls to keep out hatred and those who won’t succumb. Built tall and decorated to welcome visitors who had never sinned, their bells ringing to chime out the negativity, to welcome the “saviors”. But we …

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On a road less traveled, I chose to carve a path through the rocks and stones. Between the sharp edges, the blisters, the scars, the pain, I chose to go without shoes. I chose to feel each step, every cut across my skin. But I keep going. On a road less traveled, I walk along …

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