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To Give
I will be someday,
gone,
that is.
When I am,
I hope the pine needles still grow thick
covered thick
with snow.
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all that i am inside of
In biology,
we learn that there are so many tiny things
in the interior of our cells
nucleus/cytoplasm/mitochondria/ribosomes/golgi apparatus
floating.
My interior,
it holds my feelings
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I don’t know who I’m talking to
Sometimes I wonder
If you remember
That night?
It was dark and light all at onceFire lit
A volleyball we couldn’t see
A game we couldn’t play
People I didn’t know
I could be with
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again
You know I think it just struck me I was sitting here reading summer poems tasting raspberry popsicles on my tongue but looking out the window,
it's snowing out
and the trees and stone wall and everything,
Loves
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Maybe This is When
When friends start bullying
When children start polluting
When everyone is taking
When neighbors start killing.
Maybe that’s when
Friends should start listening
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sophomore
She wakes in the early morning
And stares at the wall across from her
A sense of fear overtakes her
Beginning in the pit of her stomach
And spreading to each limb
Coating her in feeling
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The Lock Pick's Garden
I was never allowed in the basement,
there was always a lock on the door,
and my parents avoided telling me why.
Great parenting strategy,
not even making up a lie for me,
