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i wrote the poem that is THE poem
i was green and now i am only pink
dancing alone
some notes from the morning of april 15th
i do not end at my edges
meditate. masturbate.
i will feed it to them
notice me, notice us, notice her.
growing pains
the moment comes
every little piece is so, so beautiful.
look right at it
that’s just the way things go
i was a hurricane
one big letting go.
this is. and i am.
i feel so much, and it is a gift.
i cover myself with fear.
mind, throat, heart, gut
this isn’t it.
today grief feels like freedom
the breaking let’s the peace in
revolutionary to my spirit.
it all gets lighter
spun into each other
spinning, throbbing.
poem from February 8th 2022
Pretend Artists Night
another weekend
a love poem with no name
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