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Wrapped in Foil
Thanksgiving is not complete without tinfoil.
No. I'm dead serious.
When the day of giving thanks rolls around my family celebrates with food,
Lots, and lots of food. -
I vow to start my homework
I'm gonna start my homework, I promise it is true.
No more fun distractions, no more TV shows and food.
I'm gonna start it – watch me. I testify today.
The homework will be finished, there's no more time for play. -
Sanded Tears
Sanded tears on breathless shells
hiding from the oceans swells
quikly put it in your pocket
its voice is better than a locket
jaded crystals, smoothened glass
hiding on the turles path
salted tears have weped and dried -
Collapsible
A bed. A pillow, carpet: gold.
A lamp a dog, a chair that folds
Four times bigger than a pool,
seethrough roof and temp is cool.
Highest windows, stairs to roof.
Seating chairs and pumpkin loafs
mango tree and waterfall -
Wishing seeds
Wait so you can see the glow
Of faces lit up with new hope
With smiles wider than the breeze
With strength that's stronger than the trees.
Wait so you can see the heart
that grows together not apart
And all the wishes in the air -
Relief
I was on a Zoom call when it happened.
Naturally – a Zoom call
because Zoom has embodied the essence of 2020.
There were 26 of us. Cameras on,
listening to the lecture.
Or not – I don't know. I wasn't.
Loves
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instructions on growing up
If you wrap your hand around your mother's wrist
your fingers will touch. How
do you come to terms with that? How
do you learn that your father's shoulders
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a letter to my mother
how do i say--
yesterday, you called me a miracle
and i believed you because
you can make me believe
anything.
(you have not always wielded that well.)
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Don’t get mad
You said you wanted to change the past you miss the long days well you never once asked was it hard for me you never once thought maybe you where hurting me so don’t get mad at me when I walk away when I make my own name take my own future b
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Love
I prayed our love would never die,
Till the moment,
I prayed,
You would never love me again.
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A haiku on WAR
The horrors of man,
The pain of all, hate of some
The whole world engulfed.
Monarchs full of hate,
Killing caused a weeping world,
Tears of mud and blood.
Struggles of many,
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Snakes in Her Hair
Medusa's story
is one that has been poured over
and over
pulling apart each letter until it is
not
a letter
anymore
shared and split down the middle
and torn