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i'll laugh at this someday
"I have a feeling, a terrible fear encroaching
That I'll never love a boy
The way I love the ocean."
-Maya Hawke, "To Love a Boy"
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i pledge allegiance
i hate watching
you. i hate the blood
that pumps underneath your right hand
and runs through you red and thick and salty--
i hate your stubborn lips, mouthing
every
word.
i wish i didn't wonder
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commercial autumn
i bought pumpkin pie lip balm that tasted like
fall in california
even though i'm in new hampshire
and the leaves are curling.
the lights in sephora were sickly bright
like the lights
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writer's block
how did words once flow
like water
from my mind?
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figures of the night
we sat and imagined fireflies
flitting between the tops of the RVs
as the sun disappeared into muggy,
illicit sludge. we realized we both liked
the sticky-sweet taste of summer
Loves
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all the little things
I saw a post on Pinterest today about how they want people to love the mundane things about them, and I crave that from deep in some cavernous region in my heart.
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ode for the girls in seventh grade
you’re perfect.
all of you.
and i don’t need to say more
but i will
because i want to write about every one of you
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Molly's Fruit Bowl
Deft
Finicky
Supercilious
Pulchritudinous
Cassock
Dianthus
Diffident
Omnipotent
Ebullient
Jaunty
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nightingales
We hold hands and they call us lovebirds,
But they are too colorful and noticeable,
Not nearly strong enough as your grip,
As your hands around my waist,
Keeping me from falling (but it's already too late.)
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Misty
I'll go breathe the mist
When coals cool into the fog
Blocking the mind's sight.
