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Ode to a Contemporary Improv Wearing Dance Studio Pants
Black threads interlaced.
Buttery seams–
The feel of dreams.
Baggy enough,
enough to be fitted.
Sprawled on the marley floor,
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Loves
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I Will Love My Friends Until My Heart Goes Out
MY HEART IS ONLY ABOUT THE SIZE OF MY FIST. I HAVE WEAK ARMS, SO MY FISTS DON'T HIT VERY HARD. MY HEART IS DIFFERENT IN THIS REGARD.
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rain :: hope
it is Halloween morning
and pouring rain.
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I’m good at poetry, I just don’t like it very much
“I’m good at poetry, I just don’t like it very much.
It’s one of those things where if you do it enough for school, you get just as good as someone who likes it.”
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