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Green
When I think of the color green, I think of the trees behind my school. In kindergarten, when kids were cruel and words hurt more than sticks or stones, the trees were there.
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I made tea
I made tea this morning.
I put the leaves in, watching the steam dance with childlike wonder.
I returned to my laptop, staring at a half finished chapter, the bags under my eyes more apparent than ever.
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Moving on is for chumps
Moving on is different for everyone, and eventually, you’ll never think of them again.
Is what I hear from everyone. -
Bittersweet
I always said that it’d be the best day when I leave this school
But I’m not so sure now.
Sure, it wasn’t always easy,
But I gained so much good:
The best teacher I’ve ever had.
The confidence I always needed.
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Jester
I will be the court jester
But when you remind me of my past
My lungs refuse to laugh
Now I fall quiet
A sad smile dances on my lips
As I glance at you with pain in my eyes
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happiness
Rain.
Laughter.
Smiles.
Swimsuits and twister.
Getting soaked just for fun.
This is girlhood.
This is happiness.
This is freedom.
Loves
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Morning in Paris
It’s morning in Paris,
and the city still sleeps,
though the sun has long risen
and the cat has long been stretched in the light
that washes over the quiet courtyard.
It’s summer in Paris,
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A Screenager’s Wake-Up Call
For as long as I can remember, I’ve been deeply immersed in the digital world. My life has been a constant stream of online consumption, whether for academic purposes or purely for personal enjoyment.
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The wind blows the grass down
Why can the wind
Be blowing
That piece of grass down
One moment
And not the next?
There’s a scientific answerI bet
And usually that’s what I’m looking for.
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Dragon's Bouquet and Dino's Dreams
Dragon wandered through the forest,
Smiling at his bouquet
Full of bluebells and daisies,
But sighed as he remembered
It was forever incomplete.
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Orpheus
My whole life I have been trying to tell a story so beautiful that the world would fall in love with me.
That is why I befriended words and stage lights.
That is why I watch the details of the world
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A few Julys ago
Remember the girl?
She’s in second grade,
Maybe
Blond brown curls
Blue green eyes.
She’s sitting on the top metal pole of the fence
Chipped green paint