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Inspo
Inspiration is a fickle thing.
It toys with my emotions.
Fool's spring,
it instills false confidence,
making me feel like I
could change the world,
sitting on my couch
in my flannel pants
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Life Through Literature
Someone asks me, “what is your favorite book?”
I say, “I do not know.”
How can I choose?
How, in this world of
thousands upon thousands
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Sisters – a Set of Three
#1. A Sister's Lament
Don’t tell me you didn’t know
that the shirt you’re wearing is mine
and then treat me like the bad guy
when I say “take it off” and you say
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forever grateful
To be grateful,
is to be at peace,
to feel lucky
for life.
When my mom agrees
to getting my haircut
even after a morning full of presents.
When my sisters tell me they
love me,
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A late night in October
Chilly hands
close to purple,
arms wrapped tight around my chest
like ribbon on a birthday gift,
pillow case gripped tight in my fist
the fist that I can barely move
as the wind flits past my shoulders,
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Conversations with a violin
Strings speak to me
as no other does,
but not with words,
not in a world that is ridden
with so many words.
When I was young
it was
ugh...
practice,
but now
Loves
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a letter to congress
i will kneel on broken glass as
my blood stains the pearly sheen so that
you will see i've resorted to my last option: begging
before you (as a woman should be) to rip
the cloth around your eyes away and
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But then
i haven't written in five months,
and i regret it every day
my room is a mess,
but i don't know where to start
the homework is piling up,
and my perseverance is dwindling
i need to practice more,
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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
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autumn's embrace
as fall starts rolling in
and summer slows to a stop
i like to imagine many things,
everything, nonstop
i imagine the sweet, sweet song of hooting owls after dark
