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Murmur My Name to the Meadow
Murmur my name to the meadow,
and I'll move.
Whisper my words to the water,
and I'll swim.
Carry my voice through the choir,
and I'll sing.
Scream my spirit to the sky, -
Second Line
The whole world went technicolor gold and blue as I drunk in the sight of you.
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Regret
I know that I caused you pain.
I hate that I caused you pain.
I
caused
you
pain.
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Summer Send Off
***Creative writing project for The House on Mango Street for English. This is an unedited, more honest version.
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San Diego: A History in Taste
San Diego. My home away from home. Salty spray stinging my toungue. Playing with my hair and flirting with my face. A spicy two-step mirrors my heartbeat. Echoing off Spanish missions and stucco roofs. -
At this moment I want to SCREAM
I want to scream until my lungs wither
and my tounge dries out.
But,
more than that,
I want someone to hear me.
I want someone to listen
Loves
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Sprout
Winter nights leave me delirious
The moments we step through right before the fall of snow
A certain forgetting
Like autumn approaching
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Birthday #2
Aging is such a hard concept to get your head around. The world moves, and sometimes it’s easy to forget that you do too, in ways that are impossible to see or fully understand.
