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apple
i'll use your name. sweet nothings spill
from well-meaning mouths & shatter on concrete radiating summer sun
right back at you, perfect -- dainty -- shiny with dewdrops. they told me
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sweet like august but it's june
outside tasting like orange fanta; beautiful.
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limoncello
yesterday i wore jean shorts and a white shirt with lemons on it. i forgot seven times that we aren’t going back today.
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perfect//imperfect
There’s a girl in my grade who cut herself last week.
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Home
submission for next year's challenges :D
Describe your home - outside or inside. What about it feels like your home, or not? What makes a home in your mind?
Loves
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Late Night Thoughts
I'm lost in little infinities,
in stars that multiply the longer I look.
I lose count of what's real and what's not,
unsure when the endless stream of numbers concludes,
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snow
the smell of snow
sharp and bright
like the world holding its breath
just before it turns new -
The Things We Almost Say
There is a language
spoken only in half-glances,
in the weight of a pause
just before someone smiles. -
Those Who Love Life
(YWP Editor's Note: Congratulations to Csquared! This poem is the November 2025 winner of The Tomorrow Project's monthly awards!
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one million things to do instead of studying
Instead of studying for the test
that I completely forgot about,
that is first period tomorrow morning,
I'm going to write a poem.
Because what else would I do? Study?
Hell no.
Let's be serious here.
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all the little things
I saw a post on Pinterest today about how they want people to love the mundane things about them, and I crave that from deep in some cavernous region in my heart.