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miss u
you
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Independence on Rollerblades
these shoes feel like wings.
i am
f l y i n g
across the newly grooved pavement, balancing
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for e.e. cummings
there are things i want to say to you. i feel like a fangirl; like rounded block letters on lined paper and i's dotted with hearts. i
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remember not understanding what red white and blue meant
america is a kindergartner with her hair in pigtails. her
eyes are bright blue & curious. she wants to know the answers
to everything and she can't understand why
no one will tell her.
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crawdad song
you get a line & i'll get a pole
honey - honey! july thickens, slows to a stop outside, get
your rod and line, the ones that used to be your father's. get
your heart from the closet and your coat from the floor,
Loves
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fermata
I sob for
something I think I
hate, but cry "no no no"
when asked if I
want to quit.
Because I just can't.
There is no
possible way
that I could quit.
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Untitled Haiku
Mama/an eagle.
We/weasels/deer in headlights.
She flies on. We stay. -
Faded peace
The red truck blue truck cap
Bright blue, not pretty
Like dancing eyes no
This is down to business blue eyes hardened
After too many people said no
After too many yesses didn’t work out
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space between two lines
Conflict causes crazy
crisis, confuses me
until I'm numb.
Don't know what
I desire, asking the
question, "who am I, really?"
because I really want to know.
People's perceptions poke
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Truth Telling
We manifest our fear in our hands, as physical things; sometimes it pricks at our skin and leaves marks, sometimes it results in stiff fingers, cracking from a stiffened clench.
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that one tiktok song
i wanted to be a writer
collected words to form my thoughts
to dictate what i felt but couldn't say