Posts
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not just a screen
There’s war in Europe,
but this time the US has stopped selling guns,
Not to join in or contain the spread,
But to talk with the invaders,
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writing makes it real
I sat down to write a poem about politics,
About how our country is tearing itself apart,
About how we’ve tried to glue pieces back together,
About how somehow it’s already been a year.
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to procrastinate past a deadline
Everyone is booing,
Hi, how are you failing?
At everything you do.
Are you absolutely insane,
Why are you just constantly not doing your work?
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Twisted Tangled Thoughts
You lived in a tower all your life,
Not knowing you were trapped,
Unaware of the chains that were woven into your mind.
How they kept you shackled,
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nostalgia
I want to go back to that simpler time,
Where we ran through fields and played in dirt,
When we had an abundance of freedom, a million open moments,
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a choice of color
When you were a kid,
When you were still learning animal names,
And awed by the world around you,
What did it mean when you looked up,
At other kids, at adults,
Loves
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questions for the tiny bird
Tiny ceramic bird, frozen in midair. Are you doomed to spend eternity seeking a flower you will never see? Spiderwebs cover your body as you dangle from a wire, staring at a pole of wood, cracks forming with time.
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Error 404
I wake up today to a grey sort of feeling, like dawn, but mixed with bits of lint and dust. I keep having nightmares, every time I dare to close my eyes, but I must keep moving.
I am so tired.
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strangers.
it feels weird
walking past you like strangers
knowing i still remember
everything about you
from your favorite color
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moonstruck
this night
the light is a milky, silvery blue
cascading down from the sky
in rays that look like liquid silk
dripping off tree branches
and coating the world in a cool, heavenly glow
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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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no other way out
Streets of Minneapolis by Bruce Springsteen
is so hard to watch when comments
are sobbing about seeing renee's face
or alex pretti's
with flowers piled up and ice agents shooting