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The Garden Prince's Freckles
Spring is blooming
around me,
the trees flushing pink,
the wildflower-shaped freckles
scattered throughout the grass
growing darker, brighter
with the sun;
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Humming to Our Hearts
The piano
Twirling through the air,
The lyrics I hummed to
With my grandma, my aunt,
My mom,
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The Boundless Book of Humanity
Sitting at the kitchen table,
The Beauty and the Beast soundtrack
Humming through an earbud,
My mom streaking the stars
Across my fingernails,
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Honeyed Rose
Her hands are cupped around
A rose,
Perfectly red petals
Curling to the center,
Where she has stored her heart;
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Hasty Assumptions Thoroughly Exaggerated
Hate
Is ignorance:
It’s when eyes
Skim past the story of scars,
Focusing rather on the fact
They’re there;
They let the jagged curves
Loves
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My Rose
I was given
A single crimson rose
Once
I loved it,
Took care of it,
Cut the stem because it was too long.
I kept the stem too
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poem written before the coming cold
& the sun through the windows & a clapping song playing
on the speakers, 45 degrees outside & almost sunny
& nothing to do, well, a lot to do, but the sun through the windows
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(you smell of)
new converse, christmas lights strung up til march, arcade pizza glistening with grease, red hair dye, burnt-off fog, rain, i think, or the dew on grass, dark lip stain, tracks in fresh snow, heavy vanilla, old lemon peel, pink ribbons forgotten o
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Cookies to Constellations
I miss when everything used to be simple
when everyone got a cookie
and we didn't have to worry
about if there was one less
But I did,
because what if another guest came to the tea party?
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Sleeping Beauty’s Dreams
People say Sleeping Beauty dreamed of her prince in the hundred years she slept.
But that’s not true, not in the least.
She dreamt of a world where she needed no prince to wake her, where she could wake herself.
