Posts
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How did we get here?
How did we get here?
With a man who lies
and stirs the storm,
who turns hate into headlines
and power into a joke. -
squishy
There’s a squishy feeling, like your fingers
pressed into soft dough,
the way your body sinks
into the warm, endless bed of a blanket. -
School
School’s great. I *love* waking up early
to sit through hours of stuff I’ll forget.
Lunch? A gourmet mystery I’ll never solve.
Tests? Oh, the thrill of failing with style. -
River
We clash like stones along the shore,
Rough and stubborn, fighting more,
In every word, in every glance,
A storm ignites, a battle dance. -
Will You Bloom Again?
This is a piece I originally wrote for the Pulitzer Poetry Contest, originally titled “Flowers Do Not Heal”. Rereading this, I decided that flowers DO heal, and they bloom again.
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hey, cousin…
shoutout to QueenBee <3
hey cousin…
my wild, untamed cousin,
my double-brained cousin,
my stalker, spy-cam cousin.
Loves
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The Pawn to Your Bishop
How ironic is it
That you don’t see this comin’
That you won’t be able
To wrap your head around this
But I don’t want
To speak
To see
To hear you anymore
And how ironic is it
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Letter to a Stranger I Know Well
You came to me in a dream last night, as curious and full of life as the day I met you on the playground.
It was the first week of preschool and I had no friends, mostly because I chose not to.
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Dancing in the Airport
“And those who were seen dancing were thought to be insane by those who could not hear the music.”
— Friedrich NietzscheI saw someone
In the airport.
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The Sweetest
I wonder what kind of mind lies behind those big brown eyes,
behind her laugh, which makes the sweetest souls swoon,
behind her smile, infectious and sugar sweet.
yet through it all,
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Timeless
I wanted to stay there forever
Under that tree with you.
I wanted to lie there
Live beneath the sky's blue.
I wanted to look at the constellations at night
And name the clouds' shapes in the daytime.
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Irreplaceable
Irreplaceable
Is us
You and I
Together
Joking and laughing from things like the weather
To ghost cows and weird books and crazy ideas
To fanfictions and emails and drafts we'll never send.