Let our hands align
as your heart collides with mine.
Let your breathes fill my lungs with life
so we will never run out of time.
Then hold me til we decompose,
and you and I are all that's left of the afterlife.
Us
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Whispers of a home
I hear the tick of a clock letting me know every second I am wasting as I scroll through my phone,
the slide of my finger against the screen,
the tap of my thumb as I message someone back,
artificial noise.
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A child in Spring
Some where there is a child jumping in new puddles,
playing in the soft mud of the Earth,
full of joy.
Some where a child picks springs new dandelions,
blowing on the fluffy seeds to make wishes.
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A letter to ICE
Pledge your life to liberty and justice,
raise your hand and take an oath to serve and protect,
who are you protecting though?
I watch the news and see agents hurting the innocent,
children,
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