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In the darkest of nights
In the darkest of nights
when I lie awake,
the tiniest sliver of moon shining through the pitch-black
blanket of sky,
all I want to see are flowers
blooming and trees
bursting with soft green leaves. -
Postcard to Nowhere
Darling, -
i can't look away
i can't look away, it's impossible
there are mirrors all around, covering the walls, the floor, the ceiling
and if i try to turn away, i see you again
standing there in your clandestine beauty, -
They Tell Us
These are the best years of your lives, they tell us,
so stop pretending you're truly suffering.
Chin up, they tell us,
mask your grimace with your widest smile
because everthing is fine.
Stop complaining, they tell us, -
YOU
I watched you talk to her
waiting for the bus, analyzing your face
your freckles, dimples, perfect smile,
you.
I've been obsessed for a month now,
my heart launching into overdrive when I see you walk by. -
once it was may...now it is not
Once it was May,
and flowers bloomed in sidewalk cracks,
robins flitted through the not-quite-summer air and
I lay in bed with the windows open and wrote poems as light as butterfly wings.
I thought I had everything figured out.
Loves
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17
on the night that you broke your eyes open,
cried into candy packets you found at the petrol station smelling like gasoline and regret
in your still-standing baby teeth like slabs of sugared marble there were
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orANGes aRe not the onlY fruit
The island on wheels in the middle of our kitchen still smells new on the inside
If you've ever put your nose right up against an old plank of wood, you'd know the smell--that, and Styrofoam painted blue
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crawdad song
you get a line & i'll get a pole
honey - honey! july thickens, slows to a stop outside, get
your rod and line, the ones that used to be your father's. get
your heart from the closet and your coat from the floor,
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Homestay in San Juan La Laguna
As I’m writing this I’m lying in bed in Nuevo Horizonte. A small jungle town in the north of Guatemala where around 100 people live and work together. Recently (a day ago) we wrapped up our time in San Juan La Laguna with our homestay family’s.
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Last Dream About Camp
i dreamed of the windmills again -
four big gentle giants towering over the blue-green mountains,
whirling round the clock like out-of-sync ballerinas,
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I am a rotten mango
I've been seeing a lot of girls on Pinterest
With bodies that don't look like mine
And I don't look away, because they are beautiful--they are pictures I look for and want to see