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(you made me feel)
I'll forget
(the exact words,
too many to remember)
(I wish I wouldn't,
I want to have you with me
always)
what you said.
I'll forget
(if we shared lunch
or went downtown
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Helpless
I saw a photo
Of you when you still had hair
Brown, nothing
Special, that hair was.
I forgot what you looked likeWith hair that didn’t come off when you traded it
For a hat.
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Droplets of letters of justice
You matter.
Not in a pastel poster sort of way. Not in a science teacher’s dad-joke shirt sort of way.
In a rain drop sort of way.
The rain drops don’t need to be thereNot all of them
For it to be raining.
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Loves
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Caged Birds
You know what we are?
We’re caged birds.
Birds trapped in a gilded cage.
They try to take away our freedom.
But will we let them?
What’s your answer to that?
We can’t let them.
But we already have.
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The Things We Almost Say
There is a language
spoken only in half-glances,
in the weight of a pause
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golden sky at 7:05
the world is orange
and i mean orange
like a sepia photo in which your grandparents
stand stiff & silent,
unsmiling, their clothes starched
for the occasion,
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Where the stars went
When I was small,
the sky was a storybook—
every page dotted with stars
too many to count,
each one whispering my name.
But now the nights glow
with lights that never sleep.
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Those Who Love Life
(YWP Editor's Note: Congratulations to Csquared! This poem is the November 2025 winner of The Tomorrow Project's monthly awards!
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ode for the girls in seventh grade
you’re perfect.
all of you.
and i don’t need to say more
but i will
because i want to write about every one of you