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falling
last year, i liked you so much
you filled my mind, my heart,
every doodle and imagining,
a faraway dream i knew i'd never reach
but i would try anyway.
i would stare at you
passing by me,
so effortlessly beautiful, -
random thoughts
sometimes i feel like you can just meet someone, like at school or in some other public environment, and you just know that they're going to be your friend. -
overcome
sadness
it comes to you
every so often
baring its teeth and sinking its claws into your skin
until you bleed all over the floor
your blood the taste of iron
and the salt of your tears.
sometimes so unexpected -
i found you
i found you
hidden in the dark,
your face blazing in the yellow glow of my flashlight.
your eyes staring,
blue-streaked green,
soft and hopeful.
i reached out my hand, and-- -
until i leave
There are four days now until I leave.
It's unbelievable;
surreal, honestly.
Typically I hate leaving the warm cocoon of home,
where life is predictable--
normal
good.
But life,
I am sorry to say,
is never
not ever -
Last Day
We run out of the auditorium
screaming, shrieking,
finally free.
We walk through the woods
to the pond
near our school
where we will spend
the last day of sixth grade.
(Though hasn't it been summer for weeks already?)
Loves
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renewal (rough draft)
in space, the atoms found their mark
somewhere far from everybody's heart
from then on, on a purge to the deep end
you persist, someone told you the answer
lies under 6 feet of sea sand.
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Chicago Audition
I used to walk into a theater and it was salvation.
Stage lights and people who filled up a room,
I was happy to watch them for hours.
I wanted to become some part of that
some part of the instant admiration
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And What Must They Think of Our Golden Door Now?
the statue of liberty was brown once, an unprepared American girl blistering in the sun as if our Constitution has torn sharp green papercuts into her skin.
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I’m not his girl
Inspired by “I’m Not That Girl” from Wicked
i thought his glance would mean a bit
that maybe fate had plans unlit
but dreams like that just slip away
he looked at her, not me that day -
What if
everyone loves her
like it’s the easiest thing in the world
like breathing
like light finding the ocean
she walks into a room
and it rearranges itself around her
but she never sees it
never sees the way they watch her -
The Garden Prince's Freckles
Spring is blooming
around me,
the trees flushing pink,
the wildflower-shaped freckles
scattered throughout the grass
growing darker, brighter
with the sun;