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Ode to a Mechanical Pencil
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I push at the eraser
of my mechanical pencil.
Watching the lead peek out to say
“Hello!”
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Magic
Snow is the closest thing Earth has to magic.
Lift your face to the sky
Feel the soft, chilly flakes
melt on your tongue,
float on your eye lashes,
bring color to your cheeks.
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I feel sick
Renee Good just wanted to go home
To her kids
6, 12, and 15
I've watched the video
I didn't want to
But I needed to see for myself if she really tried to run the agent over
She didn't
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Woah
Woah.
I've been busy.
I haven't posted for 5 months.
I haven't opened the site for 5 months.
I have a good reason.
I promise.
I shipped myself to a New England boarding school?
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Who is that?
Who is that girl?
The one who’s headed to boarding school in the fall
With the green eyes
And big smile
Who is that girl?
Who reads books like she’s starving and the words are big, juicy cheeseburgers
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Destroying? Or Destroyed?
I live in the city of Minneapolis. Like most cities, there’s light pollution, car noises, and all the other things we associate with cities.
Loves
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Just my thoughts on the world
I am 15, that's young.
I have just started high school and am experiencing a lot of firsts right now.
Yet at the same time some days feel weird.
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Longhand
I write longhand.
Journal, pencil, print.
Letters melding together in a harmony on the page.
Graphite scratching the paper, pencil sharpening every 5 minutes.
Lined paper, perfect for doodles and random thoughts.
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if not one to write
i write poetry on lined paper
in class & only half pay attention, rounded letters
barely containing all i want to say. i use green marker
& stare dreamily into the yellowed margins,
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In English We Read Walt Whitman and Langston Hughes
We read poems on printed white sheets in english class
Color them with highlights
And words like freedom
Are covered in pink.
And a hundred years ago
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On Misdiagnosis
when you go to the emergency room
they ask you to rate your pain on a scale of one to ten
