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The Third Grader
Raincoat like the petals of a sunflower hangs to her knees
Glittery rainbow headband
That only keeps half her hair back
Shiny pink nails
Strawberry boots
Shy smile that makes you feel lucky you got to see it
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Would an Elevator Change Us?
If we got stuck
In an elevator
Would we have a real conversation
For once?
Could I make you laughIf we were in an elevator
Would you trust
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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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Ghost
Every time I see
An empty chair,
I wonder whose ghost
Is sitting there.
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we didn't evolve to look at ourselves
When I look at mirrors, they don't break, but they bend and warp and fold in on themselves.
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diary of a californian
The wind brushed across her cheeks, tender. It fluttered her hair and made it stand upright, soft, as the sun caressed its fingers across her arm, both warm and compassionate.
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Play Pretend
You can't rule with an imaginary crown,
we left the real ones on the shelf in Great Britain,
hundreds of years ago.
We left to be free,
we the people would love to be free.
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VT
vermont is a half-finished poem with all the lines scratched out.
grandfathers who’ve lived here their whole lives still talk of leaving,
