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Counting to 17
When I turned 17, it was synonymous with the beginning of the end.
It felt like landing in the jaws of a
hungry,
hungry wolf
that would maul me to pieces.
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Let the Light In
I dream to drink the sky,
it would taste so sweet,
a sea of blue and stars
and everything in between.
If we are all
just droplets,
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Tree so Tall
The seed will grow for years and years.
It will grow strong and tall,
with limbs so thick and leaves so green.
My tree will have it all.
In summer we may have a picnic in its shade,
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Tree
Set on a lone countryside, the sun shines brightly.
A little toddler, in too-big garden gloves and dirtied overalls holds out a sapling. She kneels down and sets the sapling down …
Two years later
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Women
Amelia taught us to soar.
Marie taught us to think.
Sally taught us to fly.
Eleanor taught us to speak up.
Jane taught us to write.
Rosa taught us to stand up.
Anne taught us not to forget our history.
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Mermaid on Strike
I woke up in the dark, but I was dreaming. Memories of salt and scales. Turbulent clouds and cloying air that choked me. I searched for the ocean rhythm and found only a syncopated beat interrupted by static.