Posts
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The Memories of Music
I won’t even attempt to write a poem about music- poems aren’t me. I’ve never been good at writing them. But a block of text doesn’t look as pretty. It really just looks like a rant. And I guess, that’s what it is.
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The Flute Train
Our friendship really did start with a story. It nearly was a story in itself. Almost fairy-tale-cliche esque. The logical friend, the chaotic friend. But we were still so similar.
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Dear Past Me
Covid is about to start. Don't worry, this isn't the end of the world. You just have to get through the next two years.
Also: You need glasses. Please get them and don't wait four more years.
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Physical Emotional Baggage
Imagine if emotional baggage looked physical.
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Pool of Color
I work at the front desk in an art museum.
It's more exciting than you'd think.
Loves
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Hasty Assumptions Thoroughly Exaggerated
Hate
Is ignorance:
It’s when eyes
Skim past the story of scars,
Focusing rather on the fact
They’re there;
They let the jagged curves
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The Violin Boat
Our friendship started with a story,
Really:
When we cradled our violins
And swept our bows through the air,
Giggling as we peeked into the holes
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