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sn / ap
i break lines like a maniac
obsessed with meter, st
opping thoughts before they begin
: a psy
chotic insomniac frankenstein's
scientist type f
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for my friend who longs for new zealand again
a kiwi soft with suntanned skin from
what seems like a lifetime of being outside,
you swim probably unlike a bird because birds don’t swim
but it’s sweet to imagine – you
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if not one to write
i write poetry on lined paper
in class & only half pay attention, rounded letters
barely containing all i want to say. i use green marker
& stare dreamily into the yellowed margins,
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short poetry 2/1
i have a couple of pieces of lined paper in my school binders that i use to write daily short poems. i hope you enjoy reading some of them!!
child of vermont,
the snow thickens the sky
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tu bi'shvat
& the trees outside stand like arrows
in the winter morning, stiff & afraid.
the world is cold, and hard,
and the new february ice lays unforgiving.
Loves
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strangers.
it feels weird
walking past you like strangers
knowing i still remember
everything about you
from your favorite color
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moonstruck
this night
the light is a milky, silvery blue
cascading down from the sky
in rays that look like liquid silk
dripping off tree branches
and coating the world in a cool, heavenly glow
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Lumineers on Vinyl
I need pretty things;
I need the Lumineers singing
about flowers on vinyl, and
I need stained glass bubbles twinkling
in the window, and
to see my poetry scrawled in
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Bug Party
If I was a bug I’d be a beetle. A Japanese beetle, invasive and not necessary. Nothing special to look at, just a beetle looking beetle. I’m sure you’ve seen hundreds of them without batting an eye.
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human being
last year,
I did a school debate
of why
trans athletes should be able to play in sports
I lost
and I cried
because my teacher
let us pick topics
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Fairytale (writing for two book characters)
Verse one
I grew up believing in magic
In endings tied up with a bow
Thought love was just timing and wishing
Guess I didn’t know