Posts
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Wishes thrown into a pond
I wish I was...
Beautifully sure of myself like Ae
Bouncy like M
Comfortable in my skin like L
Confident like N
Cool like T
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Essence
Butterfly kiss, soft against my skin.
Promises.
Cyclone of feeling, enveloping not just me, but us.
Anticipation.
Honey-brown sunset eyes, on my green hazel.
Confessions.
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Blood, sweat, and tears
First step:
Come up with an idea
something you spiral
circulate around
carve your name and your life into a treble clef
what inspires you?
Second step:
Google note patterns
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Watch faces
I talked with this third grader on the bus
she asked to see my watch face.
I showed her and said,
"this is me and my boyfriend at a concert we played
at the Flynn"
are you still in love?
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Girlhood
The girls,
the little kids on the bus,
switching seats and grabbing friends and TALKING
loud and jarring
life is joy, to them,
life is play.
I want them to stay there.
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Eighty-three
Eighty-three
out of
one hundred
and ten.
One hundred
and four
out of one hundred
and ten.
We contrast starkly
I look like a beginner on paper
Loves
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The Honest Lie
Today my friend asked me a question.
Would you rather be living a comfortable lie,
or know an uncomfortable truth?
I wanted to say, The truth. Always.
But what if that's not true?
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sophomore
She wakes in the early morning
And stares at the wall across from her
A sense of fear overtakes her
Beginning in the pit of her stomach
And spreading to each limb
Coating her in feeling
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We will overcome
United States Department of Education,
I'd like to start off by saying that this is a matter that has multiple ways of approaching it, discussing it, and evaluating it.
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Girl in a Man's World
It really sucks to be a girl
In a man's world
Everything designed
So it is never your time
Everything is rigged so you don’t succeed
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Happy Ending
When I look at you,
the world feels like it finally chose the right ending.
No scripts, no staged lines,
just two hearts learning their way through the same story.
You don’t need crowns to be royalty.
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A Loss of Hope
i sit on the classroom floor.
the room is dark and cold.
i press my back against the wall.
the door is barricaded with a chair.
my teacher stands in front of it, as