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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.
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Told You
Hell yeah I told you
Why didn't you believe me?
I knew that it would end like this
But you said 'wait just trust me'
I want to say I told you
But Im starting to believe
That maybe you were right
Loves
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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
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9:14
What I have of you
Is memories of a better time
Jokes you made at 9:14 at the dinner table
Now it’s just
Laughter, exuberant grins followed by
Somber friends and silent abandonment
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Love is a Food?
Maybe,
like steak,
it needs to marinate.
Maybe,
like soup,
it needs to simmer.
Or, maybe,
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Love is an Abstract Painting
Love is an abstract painting:
Colors convey a feeling but not an idea
the frame barely holds it together and the lines
trail outward, repeat, and redouble
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