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purim
It is a joyous day
amidst a burdened world.
We cluster around stand mixers like crows
to telephone wire, make holy messes
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poem written before the coming cold
& the sun through the windows & a clapping song playing
on the speakers, 45 degrees outside & almost sunny
& nothing to do, well, a lot to do, but the sun through the windows
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(you smell of)
new converse, christmas lights strung up til march, arcade pizza glistening with grease, red hair dye, burnt-off fog, rain, i think, or the dew on grass, dark lip stain, tracks in fresh snow, heavy vanilla, old lemon peel, pink ribbons forgotten o
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on the grammatically incorrect sign shown to us in english class
-- free would,
& all the spiraling connotations that come
in the afterthoughts of it, the explanations,
the tin bucket full of pieces with bark still on
for no one wants something they could've had.
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Loves
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Momentary
To be young is to feel the grass growing beneath your feet
And wander through the woods aimlessly
To see the little, quiet things unnoticed by all else
And say,
I saw something beautiful today.
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Societal grief
I sit in polished classrooms
behind gates and old brick walls,
arriving in quiet cars
that glide past the lines outside. -
the weight of what ifs
The black and white tapestry on my ceiling
paints a subtle reflection
of the personality of my bedroom,
holding the insufferable weight
of millions and millions of stars,
some bright, some dull,
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9 to 5
There's this random office building across the Cinemark downtown.
Sometimes, when I go there,
I'll watch a dumb movie at the theater,
Then tiptoe past glass windows of desk workers. -
after i die
after i die,
i like to think
that someone will plant
a tree over my body.
couples will carve their
"everlasting" love
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