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NH

15 years old

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  • The sun

    you're not

    leaving yet. no,

    i'll glue your limbs to the pavement,

    lower your waving hand,

    tell you

    something to make your eyes crinkle

    again.

    again,

    again,

    again.

  • Curl Cream

    I have been told

    To put curl cream in my hair

    Upside down, eyes 

    Straining against the ceiling light,

    Curls straining toward the tile floor,

    Bunching.

    I will smell

  • Dress

    I'm wearing the same dress I wore last year, on an evening that felt like moonlight even though the sky was still a milky purple-blue by the time we left, arms linked, laughter spilling over each other and turning the air fragrant, because back th

  • Lonely Rhymes

    Today I thought I looked pretty

    It must have been a trick of the light

    I can't fall asleep in this city

    I wish that you'd come stay the night.

     

    Last week I talked to you for hours

  • stranger to blue water

    sing to me.

     

    i've been a stranger once more

    to your hills and valleys, to the

    gaps of sunlight between your grasping evergreens.

    i've been a stranger

    to the red barn

  • you already know summer

    you've felt

    the brambles and sweat, 

    the curl of berry-stained lips.

    you've seen

    the cornflower sky stolen

    by a red-orange river,

    the evening still thick

    with lightning bugs and laughter.

Loves

  • crawdad song

    you get a line & i'll get a pole

    honey - honey! july thickens, slows to a stop outside, get

    your rod and line, the ones that used to be your father's. get

    your heart from the closet and your coat from the floor,

  • Homestay in San Juan La Laguna

    As I’m writing this I’m lying in bed in Nuevo Horizonte. A small jungle town in the north of Guatemala where around 100 people live and work together. Recently (a day ago) we wrapped up our time in San Juan La Laguna with our homestay family’s.

  • sleepaway #1

    it rained the night of our arrival -

    big, whooshing gasps of whitewashed rain & thunder that

    shook heavy against the darkening skies. dinner went long.

    we only sang louder, deafening echoes beneath the storm as