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I rode down your street
I rode
Down your street
The other day.
It’s always
Going to be
Your street,
Even though
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Just a Bracelet
After 5th grade,
My bracelet
Was a brown bead
On a thin white string.
After 6th grade,
My bracelet
Was a green bead
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Loves
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truth buried within a cookbook
- Add a little bit of truth in the mix
- Bury it in cups of sentences
- A pinch of darkness
- Stir in that liter of death, himself
- Teaspoon of loneliness
- Knead together the memories of the last twelve years
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Spoke Up
I jump in my friend's car.
It's filled basically to the brim.
The area is small and compact.
How did she fit this many people in her tiny car?
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Roses and Violets
Roses are red
Violets are blue
We’ve known each other
Since we’ve been in school
We were inseparable
Through elementary and high
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pensées sur le chou-fleur
cut the cauliflower, as they cut you
wash the cauliflower, when you wash away your sorrow
sprinkle pepper
sprinkle salt
sprinkle cheese
sprinkle love & home, until it's enough
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She didn't take the train.
The last time I saw Her. It feels so much more final to say it that way, but I guess it’s the same outcome either way. When I think about it logically, I can understand that She’s never coming
