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Redacted
You walk down the hallway, suspicion on Your tongue. You remember it all, except You don't because Your memory is awful.
Everything is capital R E D A C T E D. Redacted. Gone.
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Drill It Out
Inspired by the lockdown drill and debrief I had in school today
Cold hands on my shoulder that chilled to the bone
A school hallway, a morning like a dream. A class change.
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The Scottish Play
It's too late to be awake.
Devastation crawls in the wake
of everything.
My eyes are burning
physically, actually
in no poetic manner
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That's that, I suppose.
Look, even she's crying.
A girl pointed at me, before first period
Look, even she's crying
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Old Friends
Call me home, Mama
Mama call me home
Papa, the night is getting dark
Come out and find me
Call me home
I'm seven years old, in my best friend's backyard
Mama is calling
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Reality
I write too much of things that aren't real. The imagined fear and pain of living a life I haven't got.
This life I have, this life is real, and I am on the precipice of demise.
Loves
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the american dream
i toured six different colleges over the past week
& i didn't care about the clubs
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last snow (again)
it's snowing,
again,
and through the endless endless white and the soft ticking of the grandfather clock
on the wall i halfheartedly wonder what the cardinal
in the bird feeder thinks of this.
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3 : 0 0 A M
solar-soft night because i stayed up whispering non-existent melodies to the dreaming clouds,
pierced the veil of daybreak with needle-sharp notes-
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Wife of a Nation
You vacuum the carpet in the same direction,
straight lines like ribs, hoping to be noticed,
hoping someone sees proof of you,
the ghost of your hands pressed into the fibers. -
Crave
I crave physical touch,
I need to feel skin to skin,
I need to be felt,
I crave something I hate.
I've never liked hugs or the feeling of someone touching me,
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