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The Banana Bread Legacy
Is it okay that I wish for my grandmother to die?
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We the People Are the Fixers
“We the people”
Encapsulates everyone.
Not those of a certain party
Not those of a certain race
Not those of a certain background
It was purposefully written
To include everyone.
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The Pain of Broken Friendship
A mini-canvas of me and her in a faceless painting style lies face down in the corner of my bookshelf. It took a month or two to turn over, but I still have the canvas. We made it at her house during a sleepover.
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Love
Both love and hate are free, and easy
But love makes people feel good;
Make people feel good.
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Phones
I am with my best friend, at her kitchen table, trying to tell her about a hard time I'm having.
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Camp Feelings
I’m at a seminar, for leadership.
Here, kids are like me: perfectionists, great students, excelling, afraid of not being enough.
Everyday, we scream our heads off to a cheer, O-U-T-S-T-A-N-D-I-N-G.
Loves
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he doesn't bleed orange and blue anymore
The five stages of grief,
except nobody died.
They still flow through me
like he's gone forever,
but does it really matter?
It's not like he knows who I am.
However, he is gone,
forever,
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one million things to do instead of studying
Instead of studying for the test
that I completely forgot about,
that is first period tomorrow morning,
I'm going to write a poem.
Because what else would I do? Study?
Hell no.
Let's be serious here.
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"perfect."
I pick at my face
on a daily basis.
Rub my fingers over
my acne scars and oily skin,
every unwanted mark
that supposedly makes
me beautiful.
I try to convince myself
