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Cautious optimism
It’s being told about stars
You can’t see
Yet
And having a book taken away
Before you can finish
And then having the middle spoiled
But not the end.
It’s smiling into the sunshine
Loves
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A Bouquet of Stars for YWP
YWP is the reason I
Keep refusing to take off the nail polish
Chipped and speckled like stars,
Smiling when I see the flecks of gold
Within the flecks of turquoise
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those poets and their sunrises
(ywp is like the sunrise)
washed in watercolor above the sleeping world
enchantingly illuminatory
& strawberry melting into orange creamsicle. if you pay
close attention, it never really ends
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To being carefree
today, i let my brother spray me with a hose
and it reminded me of that time at camp,
when we jumped in the pool, still in our clothes
it reminded me of water balloon fights,
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'I am' Poem
When my teachers want to celebrate diversity they try to get us to write 'I am' and 'Where I'm From' poems. This is not something I oppose, but something is lost in the prompting. For them I write the easy apple cider explanations. For you?
