Posts
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Oaths
Sailing in the rain
moonlit sky in the dark
overcast shadowsa world of shards
broken
for the ones we love
promises mix with the impurity of dreams
we wish we could have
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Concert sick
I'm
the concert kind of sick
just-one-more-day-of-health
feeling-the-sneeze-coming sick
sniffles and tissues and begrudging resignment
but if I can just make it
one
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Wishes thrown into a pond
I wish I was...
Beautifully sure of myself like Ae
Bouncy like M
Comfortable in my skin like L
Confident like N
Cool like T
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Essence
Butterfly kiss, soft against my skin.
Promises.
Cyclone of feeling, enveloping not just me, but us.
Anticipation.
Honey-brown sunset eyes, on my green hazel.
Confessions.
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Blood, sweat, and tears
First step:
Come up with an idea
something you spiral
circulate around
carve your name and your life into a treble clef
what inspires you?
Second step:
Google note patterns
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Watch faces
I talked with this third grader on the bus
she asked to see my watch face.
I showed her and said,
"this is me and my boyfriend at a concert we played
at the Flynn"
are you still in love?
Loves
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Gum Wrapper Heart
Even as we carry the whole world
On our backs, we
Breathe our girlhood through
Whispers and giggles at the lunch table and
Stars brushed across eyelids that have
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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.
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Why I Was Late To Band Today
"So I was in English class, right," said the kid, "and the bell rang, and while I was switching classes, I got super thirsty, so I stopped at the water fountain, but then I remembered that this fountain is out of order and the only other one is in
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Something to get used to
He went out with her last month,
something I will have to get used to,
the glances they'll pass,
and the shadows that will dance at night when there is no one around to watch.
She gave him a nickname,
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Field of Roses
Have you ever seen dozens of roses?
A field perhaps
Covered in red beauty
Have you ever tried walking through dozens of roses?
Your fingertips perhaps
Covered in red blood
From afar roses are gorgeous
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It's Eating Me
I'm right behind you
I'm in your walls
Saying you're ugly,
Fat,
Too tall
I'm everywhere
I'm in your phone
I like to kill
Things I own
I'm your conscience