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The bridge *draft*
She would go to the bridge every day
It was beautiful
And it saw HER
She would meet gen
They would talk for hours in the
cool shade
They were beautiful
"In 113 years will we still be strong?
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The diamonds
Let the page write the story for much time has passed
Since we carved the lines into the ground
Each bloody footprint weaving a spiderweb
A map maybe
For those to come -
The lost boat
I am a lost sailor
Pulling
Tugging at
The boat
The wave
Here
Crashing down on me
Ripping my soul into
As many pieces as there are grains of
Loves
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Frantic Class
Tik Tik Tik Tik:
never stopping angry quiet
Tok Tok Tok Tok:
ink on paper nonsense words
Tik Tik Tik Tik:
lips are moving saying nothing
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Teenagers
We lie in bed with our arms around ourselves,
cradling the mangled bodies of children
who had the stars squeezed out of their eyes so that, still shining, they fell
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Different
I am… different.
I have chronic pain.
Any time I leave the house,
I use a crutch, a walker, wheelchair, or cane.
People think this is funny.
I get bullied a lot.
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After the fifth day of November
note: partially inspired by Mary Oliver's "Wild Geese"
and for my mom
i want you to sit and stare at the glistening horizon.
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Forever
Three years ago,
You said forever.
And I repeated it,
It left a sweet taste in my mouth.
Like sugar poured onto a lemon,
Covering up the sour bitterness. -
you are
you are an ocean,
a transparent abyss of blue
that could swallow someone whole,
waves battering against thick grains of sand.
you are a battlefield,