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summertime
Summertime: long days, bright sun,
The smell of sunscreen and bug spray
and clouds of mosquitoes
while we're hiking in the trees.And then!-
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waning moon, fleeing soul
The moon is waning,
slipping away into the nightmuch like my mind.
as I run over boulders and logs and grass and hills and trees and rivers and-
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Extemporize
Extemporize:
To improvise or make up on the spot.I often find that I am an avid extemporizer,
Stuck in joking conversation:
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Summer stars
may,
nearly beginning of summerto celebrate, I wear fishnet tights with stars and moons,
a NASA t-shirt,
and a moon necklacenew season of summer, fast approaching
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listening to the sweet call of a flute
Music is so ancient.
It's so odd to think that
The sweet lilting of the flute,
Played through my speakers, read from a CD-
Could be so close to the sound of reed pipes!-
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Memories and the Fall From Grace
Landslide
A song, by Fleetwood Mac.
Sung by Stevie Nicks.The kind of song that evokes such nostalgia in me,
A kind of gentle pain for the memories of the past,
And a desire to embrace my future.
Loves
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Daydreams
I want love to feel
like driving into the sunset in a 90's movie
in an old red convertible
classic rock playing us out.
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Good news
I don't want the cold hallways,
their chill seeping underneath
my thin regulation gown and settling in my bones.
I don't want the nurses,
with their tight, sympathetic smiles
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5 years ago
5 years ago I was in 5th grade
My "friend" told me I had a weird laugh
I was too scared to laugh after that
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Dear Beatrice
Dear Beatrice,
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Pressures of Love
For anyone who's been thinking about Valentine's day, or not, I just wish so much that for once I could get someone to like me back. But then do I? It's fine to be single and I'm fine being single, but I hate being called single.