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NØT NØTHING

This collection of poems, short stories, aphorisms, and prose is written by

Gina Dzuware & Shalyn Delhaes

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table of contents

open book

eventually

unfinished business1

alive?

last day

getting over you

loss

the problem

chaos

screams

unseen

exhausted

secrets

why

hiding

adore

reasons

what’s left

just for me

broken

distance

ends?

winter

memories

movies

illusions

living

never grow up

suppressing you

moon

away

bullshit

sadness

lay down

people

worlds through windows

special

good talk

realizing

Julia

overwhelming

ocean

please

year of birth

difference

feelings

small things

self-abuse

you & me

little red dress

in between

perfume

art

mainstream

music

generation X

perfection

addiction

death

life9

parasite

labels

vulnerable

ecstasy

let go

magnet

horizon

SAQ

love

life of an sponge

agree

purpose

handle yourself mankind

acquainted stranger

abolish hierarchy

we still don’t know

hurt

I couldn’t care less

unreal

imagination

misophonia

music

remember

Collection of poems

My flaws.

My scars and stigmas.

My curves.

My views.

stop talking

wishes

please

relationship

never

dress up

you

careless

vintage

child in me

switched off

destructive passion

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“Sometimes I wonder if my poems are about my own feelings,

or about someone else’s.”

Shalyn

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open book

so what are you doing now

with all I gave you from me?

I’m scared ‘bout what you’re doing

with all of the pieces of myself

I tried to hide in first place

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eventually

and I said to him:

“you may not adore the whole city

but eventually you’ll fall in love with some corners”

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unfinished business

you left with the door open

and took all the glass

from my windows

with you,

now I’m kneeling down

behind your back,

next to these naked walls

of my room

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alive?

I’m outside of the town

but I can still hear the sounds

of the city life,

the brown dust

flying with the wind around my head,

my sight is shrouded in mist

I can barely see the lights,

and I’m all on my own