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anticipatory joy
Anticipatory joy – the feeling of knowing good is coming.
i know it isn’t for sure yet–but i can almost feel it
the way the snow whispers down my back
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glimmers on the edge of the flag
behind our tired eyes
we see glimmers of hope
sparkle around the edges
of the red white and blue flag
the stars
are a message of peace yet to come
and as signs are printed
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doors
i get tired at school
sometimes.
it's not like i am not interested
it's just when there is yelling
and fights
and darkness in your house
you don't sleep very well
especially when the ghosts
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This is Winter
I woke up late this morning to snow on the ground outside. It was raining as well. I remember thinking to myself, that’s not rain that’s snow. Is it?
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3…2…1
My aunt
was diagnosed with colon cancer
a year ago,
maybe two.
stage 3
we thought she’d have it forever
and when we got the FaceTime
I was a coward
and ran to my room and cried.
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The net returns
When I first found out that we were
caught in the hellish net again,
the blood drained out of my head and
I
screamed.
I stayed up as late as I could, but sleep took me.
Loves
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second snow
I am chanting verse 9 of my first aliyah,
a bowl of blackberries and apple cinnamon Cheerios beside me,
fingers twirling the spoon, when -
out the window, there is snow.
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the world may revolve around us tonight
the dark seems to wrap us in a silky soft embrace,
your arms warm around me,
around me in a way I can't believe.
I'm no longer focused on film that's playing,
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sunset in a different town (poem)
watching the sunset has different effects in different towns
this is an odd, busy town
full of many different people
people who own expensive suits,
and people who don't
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FIRST SNOW
ugh it's raining again,
i text my best friend when i wake up & look out the window
onto an already gray & gloomy world.
rain rain rain rain rain rain rainy november like all
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11/7/25
precisely one year ago i went to school after election day and felt like driftwood in an uncertain sea.
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november
It's cold here, I reply to my grandparents when they ask how our week's going. It's cold, and wet, and already I am helping my friends put up Christmas decorations and string LEDs across their rooms, playing holiday music to try