your mother/ hacked together skeleton wings into two-part pieces/ bleeding stars, you thought/ neurons fizzing out/ you had all the time in the the universe/ your eyes dripped down/ the back of your spacesuit/ a so-called prodigy ghost/ acid smoke and ashes like grey planet dust/ the moon is waning/today here then tomorrow gone/ astronaut helmet with a child-friendly glass window/ watch everyone from the window of your/secondary sources are lies/ time-out at recess/ math grades and jack stauber/ lavender arteries like your grandfather’s old letters saying/i'm sorry/ you didn’t want to grow up into/ failure in red Xs, a footnote/ graffiti on the neon walls of the public restroom/ etiquette is smiling when you get slapped in the face/ how does it feel to be/ rejected and so beautifully praised
over/looking/the kid at the front/back of the classroom
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this is amazing, I rlly love seeing slashes and cut lines in poetry and you did it so well
tyyy :DDD
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