Category Archives: Poetry

In memory

What if we loved people the way we do when we’ve heard news that they’ve died? Wouldn’t your heartfelt cries mean more if they heard you while they were alive?

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Lodessa

Lodessa ran fast. She ran faster than the boys. Curly hair to her knees. Lodessa made a lot of noise. Her hips were as wide as her smile. Lodessa walked like anti-depressants. Lodessa could make you dream. She’d have you … Continue reading

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Back in the day

To the girl I said, “build a wall.” To the boy I said, “learn to climb.”

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Buzzing

It’s a shame we’ve been taught that you must be in the dark before you begin to glow.

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Hess’s Law

I miss the nerd version of myself. I miss the me who believed I could be anything. I miss making shapes out of clouds. I miss my angst. I miss doodling without the boredom. I miss wondering about the taste … Continue reading

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Wolves

It’s amazing how many people get online just to play pretend with their imaginary friends.

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Sorry you feel that way

I’m not as skinny as I used to be. I also care less. Keep your reflections on the wall. And the cheese on my fries. It takes courage to grow up. Yet 37 seconds to change your mind. I’m not … Continue reading

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I can do the splits

I can make magic with my eyes closed. I can sing underwater. I can complicate your marriage. I can hunt dragonflies. I can invade your silent thoughts. I can wash the blood off your coat. I can drive a stick. … Continue reading

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I heard the birds chirping and I became enlightened. Off the heads of peeking worms, through the thick of mud soiled to carefully stepped feet, the song of the day was my scream inside a barrel. I stopped numbering the … Continue reading

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THEY SAY

Seasonal allergies. We all get them. And so, discomfort is expected. Even the bloody noses. This is integral, in fact– You’re supposed to bleed and wander with your head tilted back. If the dark circles around your eyes are an … Continue reading

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