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day one
wiping tears away from swollen eyes
yet still they leaked through
a waterfall of pain dripping onto the ground
drip drip drip
day two
tossing, turning, crying in bed
hugging knees tight to chest
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love
what is it?
is it a glass of milk and a plate of freshly baked cookies,
warm, soft, crumbly dough against an abyss of creamy white
mouth against cool glass and a fresh and gooey delicacy
what is love?
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survival
two singular apples faded and worn
tugging down a slim, dry branch of a tree at death’s door
a sliver of ice creasing at its corners
a shade of chartreuse against hints of chestnut
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Trapped
I am falling,
falling into an abyss of darkness
falling into an inferno of flames licking your body
falling into the cold and jagged sea
I am being swallowed,
swallowed by an aura of deep black dread
Loves
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An Eclipse
She,
She had dark black hair that crossed her face.
He,
He had honey-blonde hair that creased his ears.
She,
She didn’t have the grades she should.
He,
He had too many books to fit his room.
She,
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Mauve
Mauve is the lipstick we stole from your mother,
smeared sideways across your mouth and all over
your Sprite bottle,
a clandestine weight in your pocket
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Veiled in Briar Roses
In the skeletal frame of a fence,
nestled deep in the overgrown wiring,
Where vines wind up and veins wrap down:
a ribcage, constructed by their love, nurtures love.
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the last day of march
Mud mingling with snow mingling with dirt,
the remnants of red nail polish from
Valentine's Day,
how has it lasted so long?
The sun a hot fiery ball over the cloud-speckled horizon,
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Women
Amelia taught us to soar.
Marie taught us to think.
Sally taught us to fly.
Eleanor taught us to speak up.
Jane taught us to write.
Rosa taught us to stand up.
Anne taught us not to forget our history.
