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beautiful vt
o beautiful vermont
speak to me
tell me the tales
laid in your leaves
tell me about the lovers who have hung from that treeall the sap drained from those trees
how to get to paradise?
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decisions
i remember the crowded er
the bright lights and hard blue chairs
at midnight on a thursday
i decided to leave forever (but did not succeed, nothing but a mere mark in my neck, a rope, and a bad cough)
Loves
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Haiku
Fireflies and sun
Thunderstorms that shake the house
Summer has returned
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perfect//imperfect
There’s a girl in my grade who cut herself last week.
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My True Home, Vermont
Being a Vermonter is spending six months of the year wearing a jacket.
Being a Vermonter is running outside in nothing but leggings and a sweater, thinking it’s springtime when it hits 47 degrees.
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first breakup
you were the first person my age i'd ever met
who loved The Simpsons as much as i did.
you nodded when i said i was secretly Lisa Simpson,
or maybe Hermione Granger,