Posts
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Her Post
I loved her post
Clicked that red heart button
That broke more hearts than it mended
I saw the picture that she edited nonstop
That she filtered
Until that girl on the screen wasn’t
Her
At
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At Least I Can Say I Tried
But why?
Is the question I'll play on repeat
Because there wasn't really
Anything special about you
Was there?
At least I can say I tried to like you
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Quite Ironic, isn't it?
I still remember how the railings felt,
The ones we used lean against at the bus stop.
We would grab the rusted bars
And lean back and scream against
The cold air.
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Because She Never Noticed
She was a smart girl
She was pretty
She was kind
She was hard to get
The only thing in the world she lacked
Was how to be in a relationship
She sat alone at lunch
She walked alone in P.E.
Loves
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Rain
Rain, a thing often described as “sad” but think about it.
Is rain really sad? It feeds crops, cleans the earth? Does that sound sad?
Think of it as sad, but if you look, like really look. -
Sitting in a Hippie Bus Regretting Lost Things and Feeling Hopeful for the Future
I am sitting here by the fairy lights strung
Through the interior of West’s bus
Listening to him sleep
Writing down everything that I want you to know
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Essence
Butterfly kiss, soft against my skin.
Promises.
Cyclone of feeling, enveloping not just me, but us.
Anticipation.
Honey-brown sunset eyes, on my green hazel.
Confessions.
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The Lock Pick's Garden
I was never allowed in the basement,
there was always a lock on the door,
and my parents avoided telling me why.
Great parenting strategy,
not even making up a lie for me,
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Her Majesty, the Sky
The sky wears billowing gowns, layers
Upon layers of silk fluttering
With the breeze, and
She dances in it with ease, never
Tripping or stumbling but
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Watch faces
I talked with this third grader on the bus
she asked to see my watch face.
I showed her and said,
"this is me and my boyfriend at a concert we played
at the Flynn"
are you still in love?