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NH

15 years old

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  • Rehearsal

    We're backstage, giddy with nerves and

    tired out of our minds, whisper-laughing as we mess 

    with our hair, with each other, try to put on makeup in the dark. 

  • hummingbird girl

    She's hidden, cowering in the corner,

    as she waits, mouth open,

    words frozen on her lips.

    She does not speak.

    I mold my sadness into poetry and she watches me,

    amber eyes taking in everything and nothing.

  • camp.

    If I close my eyes it feels like I'm still there.

    I can hear the clatter of plates and the clamber

    to be first in line for breakfast,

  • Sun descending in a sienna sky

    The basketball court is slick with freshly-fallen rain, black nail polish hardened into enamel after spilling weeks ago lies on my desk, forgotten and right in front of my eyes, as I watch them play that game on my tiny screen, their feet sliding

  • Realities

    She pressed the cherry into my hand,

    Smiling, it didn’t mush,

    Didn’t leak red juice all over my summer-calloused palm

    Like fake blood, too bright to be the real thing.

  • Closer to spring

    Darkness falls quickly now,

    the feeble sky overpowered by the black pull of eternity.

    Snow turns to rain, rain turns to mud,

    and every month, I bleed and I cry.

    It's almost Christmas, but

Loves

  • the ending

    I'm finishing the story,

    How can it be true?

    I'm nearing the end;

    There is no future to see.

    It doesn't feel real

    But it is—it's all going to be over. 

    Months it's been since this world's been right,

  • I love you

    -Can I tell you something?

     

    (I have a secret, and I am dying to tell you.)

     

         -Yeah, anything.

    -I love you.

     

  • amnesia

    wrap your laced-up fingers around my throat like you don’t want to breathe,

    hold my pupils in your palms. do you want to smile?

    amnesia. the brain doesn’t like the watercolour poem of my skeletal frame,

  • Dinner With You

    I only ever came here for the fortune cookies 

    I don't know if you can tell 

    when I stare at the menu 

    under shiny plastic with a red rim 

    when I glance 

  • middle school chorus concert

    we stood on stage in black & white eyes tired but we sang til tomorrow anyways // they caught our eyes as it ended raised their hands to clap but i turned quick away convinced our performance wasn't worth more than // the quiet glint of confid