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Truth Telling
We manifest our fear in our hands, as physical things; sometimes it pricks at our skin and leaves marks, sometimes it results in stiff fingers, cracking from a stiffened clench.
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Cold Mornings
Awakening to days whose foggy mornings
bow to the dark hoofs of the midnight horse.
Covering myself in thick blankets, attempting to
divert the cold that
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Quick on the Draw
You
love me
fast, miss me
faster, I ran to
you, now running away takes
much longer. To get to you
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Sinews
The sinews from my strewn out muscles lay the skeleton of my blanket,
remind me of my strength,
its fortitude when not forsaken.
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Silhouette
I looked
otherwise unaltered
used to stand
Loves
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runon
I see someone that I wish I looked like and I hope she is living a perfect life with the right body and doesn’t have to stay up as late as I do in order to feel things and doesn’t even know about me or what I do while I wait for things t
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that one tiktok song
i wanted to be a writer
collected words to form my thoughts
to dictate what i felt but couldn't say
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My Morning of Dancing in the Rain
I felt pretty this morning, and
Danced around the room to
Girls Just Want to Have Fun
In my skirt and polo, and
Tried to brush my hair while still
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Around the corner
It echoes loud when you call my name
Hear it ring out from the inside
Going back to that different place
And I‘ll make it out this time -
a state of mind
my hands curl around the flimsy plastic folds of my shopping bag
as I walk home through streets tight and winding.
it is a sunny morning,
crisp and clear,
and magic.
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Vase
What am I?
A doormat for your shoes?
Cobblestone for your steps?
Am I meant for nothing more
than a book, open pages,
assigned by your english professor,