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Julia^2

there’s a point where a friend is no longer. what brings the change? without you there’s an extinguished ember. who changed? and in what world are we no longer maids of honor? and he is now the only thing that you are fond of? goodbye bikes. goodbye Summit. goodbye drives and mac miller. there’s aContinue reading “Julia^2”

greek tragedy

and suddenly i’m listening to the same song i always did when i was 17 but i’m not 17 anymore im not driving with sophia on a summer night i have a job offer i still am 17

abel

i know i will die young

and if i do not, what a pity. for so much pain to continue to live. death, be not proud. for some have called thee mighty and dreadful, for thou art not so. for those whomst thou thinks thou dost overthrow die not, poor death, nor yet canst thou kill me. i live for poetry,Continue reading “i know i will die young”

I used to play the violin,Now it sits under my bed.I promise I’ll start again,But I think it will be when I’m dead.The only time it will be played is after the estate sale,When the next little girl promises she will be a famous violinist,If her parents would only buy her my violin.I love thatContinue reading

I got angry at my mom for no reason

the only side of me she sees is my angeri don’t have the fun loving, sit down, drink tea relationshipi am not my sister.she doesn’t see how highly of speak of her to my friendsi rarely tell her how much i admire her.and love her.how great a mom she has been.she brings out a rageContinue reading “I got angry at my mom for no reason”

HFD–> WAS

I always thought I could not be loved. Not the way other people were. But it was a seven hour trip. Complete boredom. Chug.chug.chug. And then he was here. It was my birthday. He said he loved me, but he was drunk. Months later. Another seven hour train. Chug.chug.chug. And then he was here again.Continue reading “HFD–> WAS”

Arctic Remembrance

It’s funny how you forget when you meet people. I don’t remember meeting my best friends. I don’t remember the first time I saw him. I don’t remember what I thought. On FaceTime. In person. None of it. It’s funny how you remember the things people say. I remember “I am literally obsessed with you.”Continue reading “Arctic Remembrance”

My Inferno

That I would hang myself in the sky outside your window and slowly reach my hand out to the sun, claiming its fire as my own. One more bright star in your sky, a bloody inferno. So that when you look out, there is one more small piece of joy. I am all I haveContinue reading “My Inferno”