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ojos de paz (eyes of peace)
Yo quiero un mundo
de felicidad para todos.
Donde hay no fin de cuánto
tu puedes amor
todos las cosas
tu quieres.
Cree tu eres el sola persona
en el mundo,
y cierras sus ojos
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Ode to Grandma's Zwieback
Culture is a peculiar word.
Holding such importanceIn someone’s person
Celebrated and encouraged
Songs
Art
Food
Grandma's ZwiebackLittle pockets of answers
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writing makes it real
I sat down to write a poem about politics,
About how our country is tearing itself apart,
About how we’ve tried to glue pieces back together,
About how somehow it’s already been a year.
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Maryn (haikus)
It's sand, mud and dirt
but some see the blue beyond
and call it a beach.
She almost forgets.
Summer nights still taste like smoke
and fireflies still dance.
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A Half-Satirical Attempt At Explaining What It Feels Like to Attempt to Bargain With Time
Hey. So, it’s me. Like always. Also, it’s 12:30. I’m sure you’ll remember that, like always, I would love to be able to sleep. Maybe you’ll just give me another hour or two? See, I had things to do. Poetry. A portfolio.
