Posts
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Now is a tree
Now is a tree,
a place that is made of history.
Feel with your fingers
for lines etched in the bark,
the future is there
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Let the Light In
I dream to drink the sky,
it would taste so sweet,
a sea of blue and stars
and everything in between.
If we are all
just droplets,
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The Mirror
A wall of reflections
I see you,
as you berate yourself,
day in
and day out,
about your imperfections.
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Painting Over Scars
There is a world,
it’s time to remember it.
We aren’t the only ones
inhabiting this planet.
As we frack
the world cracks,
Loves
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Dream
You look like a poem
I wrote at night
the stars are trapped inside
those eyes of yours
and I can't seem to look away
You look like a poem
I wrote at night
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Wife of a Nation
You vacuum the carpet in the same direction,
straight lines like ribs, hoping to be noticed,
hoping someone sees proof of you,
the ghost of your hands pressed into the fibers. -
A Letter to Congress
I will kneel on broken glass as
my blood stains the pearly sheen so that
you will see I've resorted to my last option: begging
before you (as a woman should be) to rip
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Perspective
Blind the jury. Blind the voters.
Wrap white fabric over their eyes, stuff white cotton in their ears. Make them as blind and deaf as Justice herself.
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