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Orpheus
My whole life I have been trying to tell a story so beautiful that the world would fall in love with me.
That is why I befriended words and stage lights.
That is why I watch the details of the world
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The Girl With Too Much Passion
Once upon a time you were the girl with too much passion.
You tried your very hardest to be in love with the world,
and it made you beautiful.
But you lost that person to love,
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How It Always Goes: An Angry Rant
Dear ______ I am sorry.
Dear ______ I have hurt you and I don't know how to stop.
I say often that it is not hard to be kind,
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Rain Running
My watch did not enjoy my run in the rain.
This morning before the other humans had stirred,
I woke to the ringing of an alarm that was not my own,
and saw the irresistible rain.
Now my watch doesn't tell the date.
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Teenage Girls: An Angry Rant
I want to write something beautiful
but I don't have anything beautiful inside me.
This spring it has been cloudy and rainy almost everyday,
but oh...those sunny days.
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Life Plans, In The Style of Fredrik Backman
Rori Acher is eighteen years old and dying. Any licensed medical professional would pronounce her perfectly healthy. But there are many ways to be dying that are not physical.
Loves
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act of heart
when I was thirteen
and scared of real life
I gave out advice like candy
showering my friends with hope
and watched them grow
like sunflowers
out of a cold, dark earth
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what once was
We lie tired
Bundled up in puffers and scarves
On the pleather seats of the bus that feels like home.
You rummage through your red lunchbox,
Unpacking each item carefully
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Is That What You're Wearing?
“Is that what you’re wearing”
She says
Not as a question
But a judgment
A cold declaration
That I’m doing something wrong
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The Digital Future
My friends are not Australia but I wish they were. Because if they were, then there would be no world where I have to save them from doom scrolling thousands of perfect bodies that a 13 year old can't and shouldn't have.
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the girl i met at camp
front lawns
frogs
crochet projects
and tears
bring mind to your
fairytale girl
she laughs like a poet would (and does)
and moves my fingers
on the ukulele strings
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I Will Love You Forever
I went to work the day after they announced it. I stocked the shelves and listened to the radio from the speakers in the warehouse ceilings. Cars were piling up at the exits, trying to get out of town.