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They knew what could be
The little girl sat in her swing
blond curls the way they are before
you grow up the everywhere I don't care
it looks like my hair was woven from sunlight
a throne for a flower crown.
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Borders
Sat down drew
on a piece of paper
the land
we knew.
Sat down drew
lines between
us
----
them
it's a squiggle here
decided,
the river's clear
ly a bound
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Who will speak at the earth’s funeral?
Even if it was never
About legacy,
Your memory
Cannot mean nothing.
Your family
Should remember you
And admittedly
No matter what we say
This
Is true.
So whoWill speak
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Loves
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anti-fascist frogs
let me tell you what i saw today
when i was downtown with 200k others
in the heart of the city of the nation,
a swamp raised to stand above the world. with
flags &
signs &
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the thunder
Sunny days brought her life.
The flower loved sunny days.
She flourished under the bright star,
smiled at its rise.
But then the next day,
it rained.
Hard.
Like a thunderstorm.
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we did okay.
i found a binder full of photos from my preschool years,
lined paper covered in neat cursive
signed by my teachers, women who i remember the names of
and not much else. their voices were warm and the house
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“Believe Me”
“You’re beautiful.”
“I’m not.”
“I love you.”
“You don’t.”
“You live in the stars.”
“My feet are planted on the earth.”
“But your eyes are reflecting them.”
“They’re not.”
“Believe me.”
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Pink
When I was little
My favorite color
Was pink
I wore dresses
To school
With matching
Floral headbands
Then I turned ten
