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This poem is about listening,
Humans muffle out white noise,
with fireblankets cotton swabbing our ears,
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I was a Nutter-Butter, chubby cheeked girl
who always played the boy in pretend
11 years 11 months ago
I have a friend who always wants to help me
Who can’t seem to grasp I set sail to sea on a ship called Solo
11 years 11 months ago
It's like a rose blossoming in my chest,
Sometimes the thorns hurt or keep me away
11 years 11 months ago
We are stamp-lickers,
Overachieving procrastinators, addicts
The kind of kids that
11 years 11 months ago
The daughter, the daughter
with her tender, tired, rosy eyes
her free spirit sent down from a lofty stratosphere
11 years 11 months ago
My style rusts as fall’s fallen leaves do,
Out of practice, out of shape,
It squeaks like swing sets,
11 years 11 months ago
This poem is about listening,
Humans muffle out white noise,
with fireblankets cotton swabbing our ears,
11 years 11 months ago
Our home has ben burnt into the air like
newspaper ashes with bonfire wishes, firework kisses
11 years 11 months ago