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Living dying nightmares
Living Dying Nightmares
I speak my mind
In my sleep
I’m restless
In my sleep
I run
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Untitled (for now)
The sisters sat at the front of their English class. Aulina sat surrounded by her friends, giggling and whispering. But she always shut up when the teacher asked.
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A list of things that don’t mean yes
A List of Things That Don’t Mean Yes
Loves
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Box of Crayons
The words all squirm together
as I write this short poem
They do not appear as colors on a page
but a black blob
They do not represent me
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Shatter
I went into high school with my fist held high to the world
Screaming “I'm ready, show me your best punches”
I left freshman year with my fists broken and bleeding,
The chunks of my heart shattered around the trees
