Posts
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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?
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Girlhood
The girls,
the little kids on the bus,
switching seats and grabbing friends and TALKING
loud and jarring
life is joy, to them,
life is play.
I want them to stay there.
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Eighty-three
Eighty-three
out of
one hundred
and ten.
One hundred
and four
out of one hundred
and ten.
We contrast starkly
I look like a beginner on paper
Loves
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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
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Accommodate Until I Break
I started accommodating at 2 years old
First it was just normal stuff
Staying quiet
Being careful
Make sure the baby is happy
I thought it would stop