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The Empress
The Empress
lies upon the couch
sleeping
i pet her
she runs away
i cry
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I ask a lot of things
Why stay, when to breathe polluted air is to condemn your lungs?
Why stay, when to walk on hot coals ensures that every next step will burn?
If we, as people, seek water,
why do we always land at a mirage?
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Check In
Hello.
Are you awake?
Now, are you sure?
Completely
sure?
Every day we breathe
inhale
are they short gasps that come and go before you can manage to say that it is
okay?
because it is okay
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this is my thanksgiving letter to you
I hope I've told you this. I know I've told you this. I know I'm sappy and being too sugary can make us sick, but it's Thanksgiving, 2024, and our first one to say the least.
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Call Home Christmas
they dream of white christmases
white as the bleeding hearts drooping by the summer window
stolen from their vine as a child’s breeze tumbles by
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Am I young?
Well yes, I am still young
You can call me a kid, but I will never again be
The toddler I was, smiling at joyous things
That I no longer enjoy now that I'm older,
And I like older kid things.
Loves
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Last Day of School
I wrote this poem about a month ago, and I recited it at Fifth Grade Night on Wednesday, June 12, and just this morning at my graduation.
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The Paper Sailboat
Regret has many meanings, and this time I feel it strong
For "love" can be the right word, and yet so very wrong.
I've kept all boats tethered, left none to sail away
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The Genie
If you had a genie in a bottle
and it told you that you could make any 3 wishes
You would not wish for gold
you would not wish for riches
you would not wish for fame.
You would wish for wars to end
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summer ramblings
the horizon blurs into a mess of golden dots
half-glowing in the early sunset, and
the shoreline into greenish brown, swaying
slightly and I can't tell if it's the long grass in the breeze or the angle I'm at
