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Untied is a plane service and the ceo of untied is Oscar Munoz.

» Posted By aidan On 03.07.2016 @ 11:19 am


I am apart of my schools student council and I am the president. It is fun to run the meetings with my co-president, Kuba.

» Posted By Aidan On 02.02.2016 @ 7:46 pm


I endlessly fill my free time with activities and commitments to distract me from myself and what i’m missing in my life

» Posted By Aidan On 05.20.2013 @ 10:01 pm


am i credible to myself?
am i who I really think I am
have i still more to show myself
and others?
am i that image in my head that i thought would never be
floating over rough waves through the dark see
looking for the perfect state to be
are all good things in life really free?

» Posted By Aidan On 05.04.2013 @ 11:40 pm


Que qieres?
Pregunto el camarero
yo lo vi con mis ojos mojados
el reflejo de un sol bajando en los rincones
olvide, por el momento, lo que estaba haciendo alli
solo, en un cafe, mirando el despide del dia

» Posted By Aidan On 04.22.2013 @ 11:01 pm


geometric juice coliding
the sound blares in the back of the dance hall
half full
strobe lights pounding off the hard stone walls
through the brief flashes certain sights are exposed
hair in mid flight

» Posted By Aidan On 04.14.2013 @ 8:46 pm


they waited in line all morning it seemed
they got there early, before the early morning sun gleamed
they sat on the sidewalk in warm and in cold
hand in hand, the fingers they hold
they waited for food outside on the walk
where someone had scribbled some boxes with chalk

» Posted By Aidan On 04.10.2013 @ 9:08 pm


he rushed through the jungle
not a thought in his head
except the primeval fear
for the pain which he dread
the hunters were behind
their guns were booming
through the twisted vines
his feet were moving

» Posted By Aidan On 04.04.2013 @ 9:49 pm


running through the field
the sun shines off the wheat in golden rays
your hair brown and flowing like the rows
of rich yellow and orange
your feet and toes cringling against the harsh ground
I catch up to you and we fall back
a harder landing than we thought
but together in the sun

» Posted By Aidan On 03.30.2013 @ 12:30 am


are we destined to a life subjected by our conscience
that struggles with finding meaning in everything we do
to the point where the only way to escape temporarily is to inhibit it
or else face a life of eternal struggle

» Posted By Aidan On 03.26.2013 @ 10:14 pm


maybe i’ll log in
and write a short romantic little poem
to satisfy those at home reading
you know, something that will strike deep in your heart
at least for a few seconds
and maybe make you think about your own life
and think “Oh that sounds like me”
or maybe you wish it was you
or maybe its not you at all

» Posted By Aidan On 03.24.2013 @ 2:30 pm


just like a one winged dove
the song plays in the background
the car radio turned on low
one of those classic rock station you dad listens to
but you dont hear it
you cant hear anything other than
your own heartbeat as you lean forward
until flesh touches flesh

» Posted By Aidan On 03.22.2013 @ 12:12 pm


I’ve always lived in cities. Never big ones but never small little empty things like towns these days seem to be. I’m moving to the big city of Melbourne next year though, kinda scared…

» Posted By Aidan On 03.18.2013 @ 5:57 am


the crack of the wood and the cloud of dirt
his heart races and feet pound as he rounds third

the wind at his back and his eyes on home plate
the fans are cheering for the player so great

the ball reaches home and finds its place
in the leathery glove snarled in lace

» Posted By Aidan On 02.21.2013 @ 12:40 pm


free failing through air
hair whipping back against your head
arms and legs spread wide
fingers stretched as far as your skin will permit
a feeling you will never experience again
something that only comes
when you are flailing

» Posted By Aidan On 02.18.2013 @ 8:27 pm


i qut lk bng rd bcus it is fn

» Posted By aidan On 02.17.2013 @ 1:49 pm

i was really tired afer the party so i want to bed but i was awake so i couldnt go to sleep and it was weird so i go up and ate some cheese but i tryed to cut the cheese and i cut my finger and it hurt

» Posted By aidan On 02.17.2013 @ 1:46 pm

tired broken i was very tired tonight party army it was an awesome party but i was really tired

» Posted By aidan On 02.17.2013 @ 1:41 pm


the priest lifted his arms
the white robes ruffled in the stale air
the congregation sat in silence
From the seventeenth row I stared straight ahead
my brain exploding
and before i knew it I opened my mouth
and the great glass windows behind him
shattered into a million rainbow pieces

» Posted By Aidan On 02.14.2013 @ 7:12 pm


the papers fluttered down from the sky
a sky of white and plastic and metal
in which sunlight streams down from the flourescent above
and surround the arms
thrown up in the air triumphantly
by the young 20 some business man
who proudly chucked them

» Posted By Aidan On 02.06.2013 @ 10:47 pm


she grasped his hand with a wink in her eye
the clouds moved on and above
the stars flew by
they sat as the fresh pine scent flew
and a love they never new set flight

» Posted By Aidan On 02.04.2013 @ 5:59 pm


separating two rooms through mere distance
an impassible barrier blocking our existence

» Posted By Aidan On 02.03.2013 @ 12:17 pm


those marvelous features
my head’s spinnin’
full of creepy crawly creatures
she’s always winnin’

» Posted By Aidan On 01.31.2013 @ 12:23 pm


he walked in the house like a visitor
not sure if he should take off his boots
or track the muck of miles walked
of foreign lands and strange winds
all over the wood floor
he’d known for years

» Posted By Aidan On 01.28.2013 @ 9:26 pm


her cool fingers slide down my back
the goosebumps raise on my thighs and forearms
a touch soft as silk
and cool as if she had just entered from outside
where a harsh wind blows
and the empty trees rattle

» Posted By Aidan On 01.27.2013 @ 8:43 pm


granted responsibility
she gave you over me
and through my darkest hours you will see
that i’m only trying to be free
the simplest way I see
The best way, it may not be

» Posted By Aidan On 01.24.2013 @ 9:17 pm


the images that wash by
the two little balls in your head
rotate around in a pocket of fluid
and send little electrical pulses buzzing
until your mind rationalizes

are not real
nothing to prove

» Posted By Aidan On 01.22.2013 @ 10:25 pm


The memories drift in like a visit from the past
From a far away land, barren and vast
Impacting the present they make us contrast
are real thoughts which finish last

» Posted By Aidan On 01.21.2013 @ 4:41 pm


if he applied the knowledge in his head
to the situation in his bed
or the words that someone had said
he wouldn’t have to go through
the words in his head
thinking of something
he should have said

» Posted By Aidan On 01.20.2013 @ 1:40 pm


I choose you he said
to the scrawny five year old
standing by himself on the cracked pavement
all the other’s had been chosen
his weak arms insufficient
he looked at his dainty fingers
and the fingers of the other boys
who grasped the ball firmly

» Posted By Aidan On 01.17.2013 @ 1:32 pm

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