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was there before?
it's hard to remember when/
when the throat begins to scratch at the mouth, begging to be let free
when the stomach begins its churning waves like an upset ocean god
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stone in the soup
It's late when I pull into this town. the square is lively as my car sputters stop feet away from vision.
its a party. the people of the town running around and around and around, with carrots potatoes tomatoes everything the town has
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In Between The Lines
Give me your tired, your poor, we say.
We will return them overworked and underpaid.
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That One Summer Night (that was forever once)
It wasn't hot for once. Ohio remains hot every summer but the night seems to be like cold water poured over a fire pit:
the heat lightens up but the smoke of it hangs in the air, the remnants of what it was before.
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Come and See
Your God is not my God. Stay with me now, I know this makes your hackles rise, your hands raised in the spiteful fear that you could be challenged. The fear of fraud.
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Don't Mean Nothing
There was cedar in the beginning and then there were candy canes.
Loves
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for e.e. cummings
there are things i want to say to you. i feel like a fangirl; like rounded block letters on lined paper and i's dotted with hearts. i
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The Beast and the Pocket Full of Hearts
Once upon a time, there lived a young girl with a pocket full of hearts. Really, the hearts were stones and the pocket was the upturned bottom of her swim shirt, but she didn’t care. To her, th
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the glass child
i am everything i was ever supposed to be
i am perfection embodied into a
comprehensible human form. i sit poised,
back perfectly straight as i overlook my domain
the life i curated for myself. everything is
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On My Sixteenth Birthday
On my sixteenth birthday.
I curled into a ball in the frayed, silk afterglow of childhood,
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Final Words
Intelligence is both a beauty and a curse, a double edged sword gifted to humanity.
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