Posts
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Can't Change Me
She upsets me
Her face
The way she laughs
The way she talks
She's like the piece of hair
That is never in the right place
Why does she even wear that
Why does she look like that
Looking at her
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I’m The Worst, I’m Your Sister
“You’re a jerk”
“You’re the worst sister in the world”
“I hope I never see your face”
“Stop moming me”
Every time I reply with
I love you too
I’m a jerkI do your chores
How could I
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Corsets and Wedding Rings
Pull the laces tighter
A waist of 5 inches
No more
Get a ring on that finger
From a man with honor
Or you won't get your father's money
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She cares
She cares
It’s like she felt the pain
In my heart
And understood it
All at once
She listens as
The words fall out of my mouth
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Backpack Straps and Expectations
I can’t tell what’s heavier on my shoulders
The weight of my backpack
Or the weight of the expectations
I don’t know what’s harder
Falling asleep at night
Loves
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second snow
I am chanting verse 9 of my first aliyah,
a bowl of blackberries and apple cinnamon Cheerios beside me,
fingers twirling the spoon, when -
out the window, there is snow.
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Love Lives On
Introduction: I’m writing a story that hopefully never comes true. I recently read Orwell’s 1984, and I saw some disturbing similarities to today’s United States under the Trump administration.
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Heartbeat & Haiku
Composed on a run
With autopilot turned on
And an old love song
Quick little poems
With no start, nor a clear end
Grown just in my head
In a cozy nook
Not unwritten, but unsaid
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sophomore year later
i used to dream
of the day
i started middle school,
thinking the excitement
of getting older
outweighed the pain
of growing up.
my teachers wondered why.
and now that i'm in
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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.
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Anxiety
The curtain call
I’m out of time
I dance with my hands tied