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*lines in italics are from Jane Eyre

Are you apprehensive of the new sphere you are about to enter?

Because I fear

For the warm skin

It always seems that
In the unruly depths of each Alabama winter
I long for summer
For campfires and S'mores
And laughing louder than the cicadas
I long for the sticky-sweet popsicle melt running down my arm

broke out a pen, not a pencil

i usually use pencils for english homework,

mechanical ones,

teal or purple.

but i guess it's different

with forgotten homework,

either rushed or

completed by chatgpt

I lay beside you 

Your head next to mine

Only inches apart but some how you still feel so far

Like inches are oceans between us

subjugated to solitude eternal,

only perceiving and watching love,

maybe receiving it but never understanding it

never internalizing it

it bounces off. Doesn't stick,

unkept and unruly and unclean.

I don’t want
the hair tie on my wrist 
it’s just a reminder
of how easy I was to keep.

I don’t want the flowers.
They died
doing exactly what I did:
staying too long.