among the nickels and quarters and one dollar bills thrown on
me by people who pass by and never ask my name.

I really like that, sometimes it's amazing how poeple can change somebody's life even if they don't know each other.

i truly admire the very obvious talent that glows as i read (since i can't stop) your poetry. i would really like to know when some of your poetry is published.
it feels wrong to read it for free.
i only aspire to have the ease and naturality that your work emits- i know if i am feeling annoyed about not finding quality work on this site, i can turn to the hundreds of poems you've graciously posted for the free-world internet to see.
thank you for sharing your talent.

-sv

This has a very angsty-teenager feel about it. I like the subject, and I like your writing, but I don't know - something about the way you put the topic across seems a little pretentious. I know I can't talk. But I did enjoy this poem, and my favourite bit was 'my fingers picking at the stars like scabs'; it is a very evocative poem, the reader cannot help but receive images from your writing.

Just plain touching. Someone who is alienated/lost and is angry with the world. I think that everybody feels like this sometimes in their lives. Well done.

-C.N

(I'm so sorry if the review came out short...those are the only things I can say for this beautiful poem.)

It was beautiful, I love the way you organize your lines (starting new ones, etc.). The last line was powerful, it really had an impact on me.
-Liz

This is beautiful.
It stole my breath.

I can relate.

The only part I didn't like was the last three lines in the third stanza. I found it a bit confusing what was stamped was it "changeling girl" or just "changeling" or "I do not belong"... I just found that a bit hard to follow.

Other than that it was really great, as always. Your descriptions were unique and beautiful & worked really well together.

Touching. A broken girl, begging for relief in life. As always, this is written with emotion and unique imaginary. The second stanza is something that I adore, something that I would love to write myself. Well written, and well done.

Wow! I really really enjoyed reading this poem. I loved your imagery because it was so unique, and the tone of the poem remained the same throughout. I also liked the progressing number of lines in each stanza; they had a building up effect. This was great :-)

i'm not so much for the format of this, it just doesn't flow right. especially when you start a sentence in one stanza and end it in another. it takes away from the imagery as well

i do however like the imagery shown. my favorite parts are the "splinters in my mouth" part and the sleeping among the dollars and change part

this is really well done. you did an excellent job conveying the uncomfortable ache that one feels when you don't belong. this flows beautifully as well; i like the way the thoughts bleed into each other. the last line was perfect-- lonely yet resigned. excellent work.

Really like this, especially the imagery throughout it - phrases like "black and blue with/the feeling that I can't go home" and "Your mind is narrow like your eyes when/you looked at me". I also like the way you've emphasised "bleed this ugliness out of me" with italics.
However, there is an ambiguous bit in the third stanza. "this misfit and pariah and changeling girl stamped/on my forehead in big red letters that I do not/belong, not here and not" At first when I read this I was given the impression that "misfit and pariah and changeling girl" were the words stamped on the forehead, but then you went on to indicate the words were in fact "I do not/belong". If that's what you mean, and I'm not mistaken, the lines would be better reworded. Perhaps like this (although of course you are free to make your own decision): "this misfit and pariah and changeling girl stamped/with big red letters on my forehead that I do not/belong, not here and not"
And "til" should be "'til", as it the shortened version of 'until'.
Nice work.

Good piece. Very well written.
Faith

I love this. Especially the last line (though I won't pick favorites)

Cheers,

Palace