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Loves
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a boy, A Man
I miss him
Nothing reminds me of him because I don't allow it to
Both of those things can be true at once
He would be proud of me, probably, but I guess he would probably also have a lot to say
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The Blue Bucket
I was 11—just a little girl playing on the swing set. I saw the picnic table, a white mother and her daughter were walking toward me. They were getting closer and closer as their baritone steps bared down on the rough pavement.
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Surrender
The screen stares back at me:
9:30 pm,
an unfinished assignment,
a deadline due.
My weary chest heaves a heavy breath.
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Can I tell you something?
Can I tell you something?
I know it’s crazy but it’s nothing like how it is inside my mind.
Can I tell you a secret?
I’ve been falling for a while,
And I’m starting to give up on pretending,
I don’t not like you.
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Storm Window (Election night) — Nov. 5
The screen in my window’s still down —
no wonder it’s so cold up here.
You’d think I’d know better, a house this old, this time of year.
And here I thought I shivered for the stress,
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Letter to the World
Dear World,
I am teenager. I am on the cusp of life, a time when my entire life is ahead of me yet I am beginning to feel as if some parts of it are behind me.