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YOU
I watched you talk to her
waiting for the bus, analyzing your face
your freckles, dimples, perfect smile,
you.
I've been obsessed for a month now,
my heart launching into overdrive when I see you walk by. -
once it was may...now it is not
Once it was May,
and flowers bloomed in sidewalk cracks,
robins flitted through the not-quite-summer air and
I lay in bed with the windows open and wrote poems as light as butterfly wings.
I thought I had everything figured out. -
I'm sorry, I have a question:
When did it start?
Girls being told they were less than boys, that they'd never be anything but wives and mothers,
that was their role in society, no questions asked -
temporary goodbye
Sometimes I still scroll through our text messages
nearly two years old now, no one's added a thing since May 2021
and of course no one will, because everything we wrote in there was -
13.
Once I dropped a penny in a fountain and wished to be a teenager.
I was only five; I thought it'd come true.
I insisted to my parents that my wish had been granted,
pretended to act moody like I heard teenagers were, -
Circle under the sky
We all sat in a circle under the sky
on a cool July night
in our own little corner of the world
where everything was perfect,
or at least good, at least peaceful
without war, without hate
Loves
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quiet winter day
school was called off but i still woke up early
i woke up early to watch the snow coat the green grass with white
as the window fogged, i lost sight
i grabbed my gloves and boots
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Second, third, and hundreth chances
I've seen how this goes before,
Over and over—
I paint your unclouded skies with gray,
I'm the rain in your more-than-perfect day.
Who was the idea you had of me?
Her mascara wasn't running down
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My Faith
I’ve never been religious much —
My Faith is in the trees.
The sort of Lord I worship flies among the Bumblebees.
And my idea of Heaven is buried ‘neath Her leaves —
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Slaughter Day — Nov. 6
I didn’t get out of bed this morning for twenty minutes
Lying in the dark in hopeful ignorance
Then I see my mother in the hall and I’m six years old again —
She has bad news —
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A Bridge
I think I live upon a bridge
I’m too afraid to cross.
I’ve set up camp for the time being
(Now so much time’s been lost.)
The water’s too far down to drink
And the fish are out of reach.
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Stupidity
Some people vote, but never think,
Their choices shallow, quick to sink.
They cheer and boast, with voices loud,
But wisdom’s lost inside the crowd.