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my childhood bedroom at 6:39 pm
when i breathe out nicotine leaves my mouth
naturally
i’m fifteen and i'll never be this young again
i'm fifteen and i'll never be this young again.
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Untitled
I walk into my sister's room
And look in her full-length mirror
I don't have one in my room anymore
And I pick out each nuance, each perfect detail
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Tunnel Vision
In semester one of ninth grade, I met my newest obsession. In semester two, I suffered the consequences.
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Fin
She watched me–sorrowful
I walked away
It pained me so, but I could not stay
Any longer, I would’ve been cold to the touch
After it all, we became just too much
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Luna
She was heavenly!
I do have a notion,
That her nuances are nothing but pure perfection,
In all its greatest forms.
Her echoed incandescence
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An Ode to Reflecting
As the incandescent light is reflected on the rippling water, I am swarmed by blissful memories of us.
“Nothing is more beautiful than the stars,” I say.
Loves
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Together
Filled with the sweet rays of possibility,
I celebrate the place I've found in this sun speckled spot.
Alongside me
those I've tied my soul to,
unafraid, for once, of judgement.
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Sea Urchin
his nose, a lump,
illuminated in the moonlight.
a face carved from rock,
rests next to mine.
we lay in the wet grass,
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A Villanelle
The pool is open, did you not hear?
There’s a banner in town advertising it.
Summer hasn’t yet slipped from my fingertips.
I almost want to cry
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Tides
Drawn like a magnet,
the moon and the sea.
Water reaching for light,
stars shining in the night,
watching as the moon-
pulls away,
steering the water astray.