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The Young Poet's Manifesto
anyone
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Orchard
now I sit in the orchard
Apples, pears, and plums filter the sunlight
it shines through in thread-width rays
pure and packed with heat
unmeasurable in inches
unmeasurable in its own way
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The Tide Calls
The tide calls
it beckons hearts
it soothes souls
it will encompass you within its salty wrath
give you praise, accept you
and then spit you back out.
Loves
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A Single Sentence Letter to Our Daughters
i think i know why aliens haven't visited us. they're
definitely watching with rapt attention, waiting
to see how we climb the highest wall
humanity built for ourselves in the past
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Boston
Siren’s yell pounds on my brain,graffiti paints the walls in the letters unknown,
I feel so small beneath the metal mountains above,
the honking brings fear into my peaceful existence,
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