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we are the future.
in the halls, we lean against the bulletin boards
and whisper of the latest news, last night's breaking, articles snagged
in the moments before leaving for school. lots of adults
think we are too young to understand
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pajama pants & regret
i wore brightly patterned pajama pants today
because it was blue-and-gray-go-wolves spirit week at school and
they fit the whole cartoonish hearts theme. you
wore black sweatpants and your favorite blink-182 shirt,
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it only took five years to get my black belt...
five years spent practicing, learning, building community around myself, so beautiful
here on the mats, ponytail swinging, laughter,
saturdays from nine to ten-thirty, then eight to ten-thirty,
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january
it's cold
the mornings freeze our words to our lips as we pore
over homework, plastic boxes of brightly dyed sugar cereal
waiting for february. it's gray
we haven't gone out for recess in forever, summer sun
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love poem #1
all the things i do not know about love –
the proper ways to hold someone through the storm, what to say
when a snake has shed its rippling skin and silence with it,
Loves
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Be Bored
I've been thinking recently a lot about my time on screens, and how it seems like I can't escape my phone and other technology.
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My Coming Out Story
Growing up when I was younger, I was raised in a very homophobic, transphobic family. I was taught that being anywhere on the LGBTQ spectrum was evil and would send you to hell.
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To Dream
maybe one day i'll see you
at a class reunion 20 years in the future
you'll have gotten taller than i am in heels
your hair will no longer be curled and bleached but
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Coffee Runs
When I was a kid, I had a near perfect childhood. I had friends on the same street as me, and we rode our bikes around the neighborhood playing cops and robbers.
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This Midnight Feels Different
This feels like the countdown to doomsday.
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...Proposing all branches be put under presidential control...
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Teenagers
We lie in bed with our arms around ourselves,
cradling the mangled bodies of children
who had the stars squeezed out of their eyes so that, still shining, they fell