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we did okay.
i found a binder full of photos from my preschool years,
lined paper covered in neat cursive
signed by my teachers, women who i remember the names of
and not much else. their voices were warm and the house
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sukkot
and there is room at our table, oh so much room we are simply
bursting with food, we are overflowing,
uniformity is not a problem in our sukkah. we can
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sleepover
we stayed up til one a.m. last night
thirteen girls in a living room simultaneously laughing at nothing
& yelling at each other to please please please shut up.
we had ice cream cake and hawaiian pizza
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it's sunset
step outside
the breeze is blowing
wisps of cirrus cloud
the sky is blue
the geese are leaving
farewell
we say
and don't mean it
mean it please for once
the turning leaves will thank you
Loves
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follow the pink light
How do I know that this will ever be enough? I can’t picture myself settling.
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The Banana Bread Legacy
Is it okay that I wish for my grandmother to die?
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I wanna be a literary girl
& walk around soho with maxi skirts & matcha & annotate the bell jar in velvet blue ink on curling pages with garamond font & wear my hair long down my back & dark sunglasses pulled up on my head & bangle bracelets that sli
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What lingers?
I found this vignette in a notebook from summer 2024 and thought it was worth sharing. I have no memory of writing it, but I'm glad I did.
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let it happen
it was barely audible
yet soft and sure
in the heat of the moment.
what?
I ask
even though I know what you said.
I know the weight
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Space Dream
I had this dream the other night that some object in outer space had been reflecting radiation onto certain people: just dissolving them painlessly into light.