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january
it's cold
the mornings freeze our words to our lips as we pore
over homework, plastic boxes of brightly dyed sugar cereal
waiting for february. it's gray
we haven't gone out for recess in forever, summer sun
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love poem #1
all the things i do not know about love –
the proper ways to hold someone through the storm, what to say
when a snake has shed its rippling skin and silence with it,
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Persephone
Poem #1 in my Greek Gods poem series. More to come soon! :D
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she crushed flowers beneath her feet as she walked
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Loves
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Summer
The cool air on my face.
The sun blazing overhead.
Running through the neighborhood with friends.
With no fears of school bothering your mind.
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Crossroads
what do I do when the leaves are dead?
what do I do with this road ahead?
i'll walk the stretch, and clear the way,
but my feet won't move today.
what do I do when these trees are surreal?
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routine details
the bus driver glared at me
like i was a sin to society;
he called me a fag—under his breath,
and i got in my seat like nothing happened.
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Turning A Page
Verse 1
The sun sets slow on this fading day,
I see your faces, but they feel far away.
Laughter lingers in the hollow air,
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Summer
the air tastes like honey and promise
sticky with the scent of blooming jasmine
and freshly cut grass that crunches beneath bare feet
the sky drips blue
stretching wider every afternoon
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happiness
Rain.
Laughter.
Smiles.
Swimsuits and twister.
Getting soaked just for fun.
This is girlhood.
This is happiness.
This is freedom.