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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?
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that poet feeling
does anybody else get that feeling deep in their chest, sharp like it's begging to come out but also soft as in fire soft, embers in a hole in the ground?
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poppies are the color of blood
this president can turn even the solemnest of holidays into an opportunity to say whatever he wants. the gravestones crumble in their fields of poppies listening to him speak. all uppercase. all lies.
Loves
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an encounter
Fear is such a funny thing, which looks at you with no humor in its gaze
and never blinks wide eyes, and is thin and crippled and seething, and has tears glinting off its cheeks, and is
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To Georgia, On Leaving
you traded for freedom with fireflies,
gave up bug lights for city ones.you miss me like you miss fireflies;
a necessary surrender for your future. -
The Beast and the Pocket Full of Hearts
Once upon a time, there lived a young girl with a pocket full of hearts. Really, the hearts were stones and the pocket was the upturned bottom of her swim shirt, but she didn’t care. To her, th
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The Fall
I
saw
you
and you
saw
me
but what
we'd
do
I couldn't conceive.
I start
to
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A Dream At What Cost
at the bottom of my bag is a book,
lying there like a security blanket I'm afraid to touch.
my seat feels cold as ice as I sit down in the room where not one pen or pencil is seen in sight,
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Paradox
Love is a paradoxical thing.
I want desperately to be loved.
I want to wake up to a "good morning, my favorite person" text.
I want the last thing I see at night to be a little red heart emoji.