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summery/autumnal
summer's like / skips on a record player, pink and beat up by two moving vans and two generations of children who danced to the Bee Gees on / rugs that aren't there anymore / i have successfully wasted three mon
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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.
Loves
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Strength
One day, I want to be as strong as my shadow;
waking up, running,
falling asleep, dreaming.
Made from muscled arms and soft angles.
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To: Girl Not Named Georgia
555 Far Away College Dorm
City with No Cornfields, Peach State
661.9 Miles Away, USA -
pink ink scrawled on torn-out notebook paper
Top Gun soundtrack and
peanut butter m&m's and
writing poetry for my friends on
torn-out sheets of notebook paper, scrawling
the verses in pink ink that
reminds me of fairy wings and
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pondering
If life is full of the little things
like skating on smooth black ice and laughing with a friend
then I have nothing to look forward to
because there is good in every day.
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on endings
and—
time
(itsoveritsoveritsoveritsover)
stops.there
are
tears
in
your
eyes,
mascara
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