Writing
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The Most Tragic Death
The ground
Beneath us
Trembles in fear
The future is
Dark
The ending is
Near
The trees
Around us
Shrivel in fright
They cannot
Stand
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My Depression
Some days
It’s hard to find
A reason
To get out of bed
The depression claws
At me
Begging me
To just stay there
Sink into the darkness
And disappear
But I don’t want to
Do that
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Why Are Books Getting Banned—and Why is it Harmful?
Book banning is a growing problem in our modern world. Many argue that banning books is a good thing because it prevents children from viewing books that are considered “harmful”.
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song for home
i never learned how to leave
because i came to Life
in quivering obedience
a slow stillness
p u l s i n g
along the tracery of me
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Weaved With These Hands
My hands are catalysts of creation.
I feel, I bind, I grow, and I love with these hands of mine.
My hands weave crowns of flowers and make twine and twig wed together.
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nameless III
the more of me i see, the less of me i want to be. i feel empty and dreaded and dead inside;
i’m a horn atop a pig’s head;
i still remember dogwood, sitting under my porch;