the hand
there is a hand squeezing my heart
tight slow like it knows every part of me
holding on to the pieces i’m leaving behind
the empty rooms the silent voices the half spoken goodbyes
it does not let go
Poetry
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Dress
sometimes the dress feels like a soft breath
a quiet hope wrapped in fabric
that touches my skin like a secret i’m afraid to speak aloud
it’s the way light moves when i twirl
the way i feel seen without saying a word
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what’s next
she walks into the room like a sentence that forgot to whisper
light brown hair pulled back in a way that says she didn’t try
but still somehow gets it right
clear glasses catching the light
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the stage
the lights hit first
hot and white and blinding
a wall of brightness straight into my eyes
so strong i can’t see their faces
just outlines
shadows beyond the edge of the stage
and somehow
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hoodie
it was my hoodie
old and wrinkled
stuffed in the back of my locker
half folded half forgotten
like most of my things -
graduation
the halls grow quieter each day
pages of notebooks thin with time
final bells echo softer than the first
the clock moves forward
but i feel still for a moment
caught between what was
and what waits -
Dear Canada,
Break down the border
and join by the hand.
You want to join us
and we understand.
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ember
They come out of nowhere,
people rising up from the ashes,
no coordination, no plan in place,
just people who, at the same time, spread all over,
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Change O’Clock
lately i miss owls
the mountains grumble and grow, pushing up around pumpkin shards and lost dreams
who i want to be
who i’m becoming
i feel like a dusty yellow pear
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my next trick
it won't be flashy, showy, or
even remotely special to the untrained eye
but those who've suffered the burden of
knowing me will understand why
my next trick is magical.
from the seventh grader who
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Cocoon of Solitude
Warm,
toasty,
happy in my
cocoon of solitude
where no one bothers me
while I read and snuggle by myself,
wrapped up in blankets
hidden in pillows
engulfed in stuffed animals.
Peace,
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Immigrants
They came to this country
Seeking a better life.
They started
With a suitcase and
A one-way ticket.
They said goodbye to
Their friends