Here is the sixth page of poetry. If you are interested in posting your poetry please e-mail me and I will create a web page with all of our poetry on it. You could even send short stroies or anything of that nature. E-mail me at uchicago2006@hotmail.com to be added. Don't forget that under each poem is the name of the author with a link back to their profile.

A skillful someone built a tunnel
Designated and designed especially for me
It goes down hill
Non-stop
A speedy drop

Set in the walls of that tunnel
Without a crease
Are magnificent sculptures
Of many faces
Of a single person
Of my mother-to be exact

All painted freshly
With a glossy ripe red
Like fruit flavoured red lip gloss
People adore its structure and scent

Down down go down
Fast fast go fast
Through eyelids-frozen heat
Heartbeat screaming mother?s words
Down down go down
Down the magnificent tunnel
Beautifully made
Especially for me
A skillful someone built that tunnel

And, today, I must say
Hey, skillful someone
Maybe god
Maybe devil
Maybe me
FUCK YOU
'cause I'm outa here
abayo

By: Julie M.C.O.

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Goodbye Sky

I have a child
A dead child
Who haunts me

He crawls about
He smiles a brilliant smile
Such a beautiful child
My lovely child sky

My longing hands
Dare not touch him
With these hands
I dare not touch him

By: Julie M.C.O.

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