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the poem in my notes app that made my best friend cry
she wasn't my first best friend but she was my first best friend. she's the most important cog in my machine, the girl i'd do anything for. i want to be her bestie forever forever.
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Jokesgiving
my family has claimed thanksgiving.
it's our holiday, you know,
the one we do the best,
and so it must be ours. we're joking,
mostly, but it's true we do thanksgiving very well
probably overdo but it's better
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golden sky at 7:05
the world is orange
and i mean orange
like a sepia photo in which your grandparents
stand stiff & silent,
unsmiling, their clothes starched
for the occasion,
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ode for the girls in seventh grade
you’re perfect.
all of you.
and i don’t need to say more
but i will
because i want to write about every one of you
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to the boy at the lockers, one above and to the right, not meant as an apology
I was in love with him once. I think.
Loves
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Glitter Rain
Sometimes it feels like
there is a giant boulder
hanging above my head
which I constantly have to chip away at
to prevent it from crushing me
but, what if I rest too long
or can't chip fast enough
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Smile
The last thing that brought a smile to my lips was a school hallway interaction. A girl who I'd never seen passed me, and gave me the biggest smile. It quite literally felt like sunlight seeping to my core.
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Ours
There are vintage looking posters in the windows
And they’re probably not old
But I’d almost believe you
If you said they were.
They’re next to organic candlesFrom the raspberry farm down the road.
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I'm not a poet
I'm not a painter,
but if I were, you'd be my muse.
I'm not a sculptor,
but if I were, I'd only sculpt you.
If I were a singer, I would never run out of songs, -
anaphylaxis at 12 p.m. on a monday
i have trusted
myself.
i have trusted
my body.
i have believed
it will not bite back
that it will not feel the roaring rush
of danger in what is safe.
i have thought
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Kill the Textbook
, and then the astronomer looked up at the stars and forgot everything.