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Hawk Eyes
We have hawk eyes
watching
for the moment when the hills
can decidedly be called red
instead of green.
We have hawk eyes
watching
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Drive
Take me on a drive.
I'll roll the window down,
stick out my hand,
let it
soar through the air,
fly on the speed,
fly on the wind.
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First leaf
The first leaf
is let away
from the motherly grasp
of its tree's branches.
It twirls down
the veins and the webbed leaf between them
fighting
gravity
making it spin
dip
Loves
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hurting
somewhere a lantern burns in the woods.
somewhere a cold blind man suffers.
they will never meet.
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Independence on Rollerblades
these shoes feel like wings.
i am
f l y i n g
across the newly grooved pavement, balancing
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The Unsent Letter to a Certain Liar
Dear a certain Liar,
Yep, you read that right. Liar.
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for e.e. cummings
there are things i want to say to you. i feel like a fangirl; like rounded block letters on lined paper and i's dotted with hearts. i
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What I'll Remember
I'll remember the dew drops.
The ones on the grass after
a particularly humid night.
I'll remember the golden sunlight
seeping into our kitchen window
in the morning.
It would catch the side of our faces,
