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An Impossible Friend?
Do you remember that tall tree
with the wide trunk and knotted roots?
The one that stood alone in the middle
of a wide field that seemed to stretch for miles?
No? You don't?
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The Unsent Letter to a Certain Liar
Dear a certain Liar,
Yep, you read that right. Liar.
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What I'll Remember
I'll remember the dew drops.
The ones on the grass after
a particularly humid night.
I'll remember the golden sunlight
seeping into our kitchen window
in the morning.
It would catch the side of our faces,
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The GreenSpot
Once, there was a little girl.
She was around 7 years old at the time,
and lived with her mother and father
in a little red house, in a little green forest.
They made chicken soup on their little stove
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3:17 am
I used to have it all figured out.
Schedules were organized chaos.
The beloved clock in the corner of my room,
was my gauge.
Told me when I was late, on time.
I was used to this system,
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The Girl I Wanna Be
She loves everyone,
so everyone loves her.
Even when she's crumpling inside,
She'll always show the side of her
that's always willing to be positive.
When you want to throw your world away,
Loves
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Being in college
I’m not really sure
What being in college even means.
Because every morning I wake up and brush my teeth,
Head to the dining hall,
My roomate and friends by my side.
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Glimpses
Noise
Warming up
Keys
Fingerings
Chatter
Laughter
The chorale
Stopping
Starting
"Again"
"I know you can do better than that"
Serious but
You also love it
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Cornered
Cornered
I put my hands up
Like you taught me
Only now
You're the one attacking
"Helping" because
You "just want me to feel better"
And I braced for impact
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Orchard
now I sit in the orchard
Apples, pears, and plums filter the sunlight
it shines through in thread-width rays
pure and packed with heat
unmeasurable in inches
unmeasurable in its own way
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The Cosmic Expanse
I have always been fascinated by space and all it encompasses. I don't know exactly why, maybe because of the unknown and wanting to understand it, thus making it known.
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Malady of Mistrust
Cursed.
Am I cursed?
Cursed to tie myself to people, swearing that they’re going to be different.
Only for resentment to grow like ivy, sentencing me to a place of discontent.
I’ve called it paranoia.