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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.
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recipe for a snow day
Combine in a large metal mixing bowl:
One wooden spoon or ladle, tucked underneath your pillows
before bed. One pair of old pajamas turned inside out
(backwards may be substituted.)
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sensación de fin de semana / end of the week feeling
(disclaimer: i am not a fluent or native Spanish speaker, obviously. i just enjoy it and am learning it in school so i thought i'd share a short poem i wrote in class.)
jueves
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camouflage slip-ons
whatever shoes i was given back then i could not possibly let go of.
it was unfathomable. it was an outrage
that the light-up ones, the purple sandals,
even the astronaut rainboots had to go. i wanted them,
Loves
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thinking in three dots
broke out a pen, not a pencil
i usually use pencils for english homework,
mechanical ones,
teal or purple.
but i guess it's different
with forgotten homework,
either rushed or
completed by chatgpt
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i have geometry homework due at 11.
i blink at the screen.
after all the prompts ive ever read,
this may be the most outrageous.
i am said to be a writer.
it is true that i think too much
and write too little -
In Memoriam
I came from mountains.
From the memory of تبدیل,
Of change,
Regurgitated from the depths of what may have been. -
An Insignificant Poem on Significance
I just want to do something significant. I
want to write something that matters, something
that makes a change for the good, but
I also want to just be me: I want to dream
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the language
there is a language,
of clear skies and fluffy
sheep-like clouds
of tree-whispers
and shooting stars.
spoken
in smile-lined faces
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Weird
My name is Leah, I’m 12, and I’m weird. My mom says it’s not me, it’s just everyone else and they’re still growing up, but if I’m the odd one out, I’m pretty sure it’s just me.