Posts
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Friendship
Friendship
Is magic to me.
The light in your eyes
The glow in your smile
The thoughtful pause
Before you speak.
Your laugh and your joy
Your heartache and pain
How sometimes
We even talk
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Why
Why is it so hard for you
To admit when you're wrong?
Why can't you say the two words that
Mean everything
To me?
"I'm sorry".
Would it really be that hard?
Couldn't you do it?
For me?
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Doubletime
And then there were two.
Two hearts, two stories.
Two lives intertwined.
Doubletime.
Two angry auras
Flushed with the blue of sadness
And the hue of love, at the edge
Out of the way
Out of reach.
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Sick Day
For me there is no greater frustration in the world
Than being sick.
It's a hindrance to your life.
It gets in the way.
Whether a cold, a fever
Strep throat or even COVID
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The tree that defines me
When I was little, we lived in Philly. Seven hours from where we live now, eight counting the time allotted for rest stops. And a little ways down the sidewalk from our house was this tree.
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Roses
It ended with roses.
I process the funeral in snatches.
Glimpses, even.
I see my family spilling out into the cemetery
Long-lost cousins twice-removed,
Great granduncles,
Loves
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Who Gave You The Right?
I took inspo from the song Right, by Morgan St Jean
Stop
Telling
Woman
What
They
Can
And
Can't
Do
This is not ok
You think
Just because
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We Cannot Be Stopped
She wrote until her fingers carved groves in the silence and spoiled the blankness before. Then, she turned to each surface left unwrote and sang. The birch trees wept as she tore back the bark to reveal stories beneath.
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11/9/24
When best friends of old
become polite passersby
still give them a smile and let your heart be full
for theirs are broken too
and need to be reminded to mend.
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Four Years
I'm scared.
I can't believe we're here
Again.
I can't believe this is reality
Again.
Four years
They say.
It's only four years.
But it's four years
Of a living hell for me.
They laugh
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Missing You
Missing someone is a funny thing, so simple a concept yet so complex in its effects.
For me, missing you is listening to your favorite music because you are not there to play it.
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anticipation
i remember my first day of middle school
i was wearing washed-out jeans and a t-shirt from Target
my short brown hair was parted to the side