Posts
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End Zone
Repair the world,
pull off the patterned papers.
Leave the walls all bare and empty,
no toll, free entry.
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Gray October Rain
Leaves fallen, trod upon,
whisper of discarded dreams
as they crack
under your weight.
It’s your world
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Behind the Perfect Imperfections
Behind the walls,
behind the fences.
Behind the perfect,
the imperfections.
Swallow my pride,
I am not
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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,
Loves
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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,
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ARS POETICA (capitalized for emphasis) ((a college poem about poetry))
More often than not you will find language will bow for you
Put your palms on a notebook you filled as a child and with enough intention the push will bring up sentences and phrases you'd forgotten