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From The Porch
One of my favorite pastimes is people-watching on the porch.
I will have my tea or lemonade in hand,
Book resting on my propped-up knees.
Julia from down the street will wave and ask how I'm doing.
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Books saved my life
No one would know this now
From the way I suck up words
Books done in one sleepless night
It seems I've been reading my whole life
But in third grade
Loves
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Him
His bittersweet taste,
Pressed on my lips.
His alluring voice,
Captivating my ears.
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breakdown
i’ve been dancing alone a little too long
my resilience corroding with each blink
i haven’t broken down like this since
well i don’t expect myself to remember
the stars were the elation -
Wistful Words
Poetry used to fall from my earthy lips like flowers.
My words were lightning
My hands thunder
My tears like glass and waterfalls
Falling heavily onto each chalky page.
But now my tears are salt -
This Love (in Taylor Swift albums)
This love is a small town anthem, frenzied curls and brave statements, tall brown boots and unforgettable choices.
This love is something like no other, golden and bedazzled in sequins and unafraid, bold and innocent alike.