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When the boys grew up on sun and waves
The sun didn’t kiss these boys
It hugged them
The way you would with your best friend before
Leaving for a long time
It hugged them and
It made their skin the color of a caramel
And their hair like the sand
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The start of it all
contagious laughter sweet sticky summer nights
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To Truly Be
How do I explain
that doubled over laughter
none of us
can play volleyball but
all of us
can laugh
and s'mores
you asked me
what I was doing
I was doing
it all wrong
you said
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Dreamers
and they're all breathless
telling me of the doctors who defied odds and
the athletes who destroyed records and
the CEOs and chefs and
and what if,
yes I think they're cool and
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Bittersweet
Submission for next years challenges-
Write about something bittersweet, or a similar duality of feelings.
Loves
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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
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We Bleed Pink and Hold the World in Our Hands
We are not the daughters
Of mother earth, but
Her sisters;
Each morning we rise and
Watch the dawn
Of the new day sparkle
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She sat on a bench in the park
She sat on a bench in the park when I passed her and I said
Who are you waiting for and she said
He’ll come
He’ll come and I left and I came back and she was still there
He’ll come
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fermata
I sob for
something I think I
hate, but cry "no no no"
when asked if I
want to quit.
Because I just can't.
There is no
possible way
that I could quit.