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• The rocks

  He asked me, how do the rocks stop the waves when they are the same level as the ocean? I don’t know the mystery Also I don’t know how you stop the others You who are a man equal to the other men in every way Maybe I want to share myself with you Not…

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  October 9, 2022

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• Costa Rica

  Costa Rica had no standing army Everyone asks me, “how do they defend themselves?” How do I defend myself? I think they’re teaching me how to defend myself without fighting

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  September 27, 2022

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• I know it’s over

  You can keep everything The suitcases of my sweetness The shelves of my care The playlists of the memories of us I used to think it was black or white He loved me or he didn’t I know people talked But everyone knew you loved me I’m leaving just because Just because it’s not easy…

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  September 22, 2022

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• Machinery of night

  In San Francisco Every hour of the night Is the same hour Outside my window the streets sound so close There are car noises but no human voices In the distance I hear a chorus of machines Howl/The machinery of night (I saw the greatest minds of my generation turn insane) Somewhere out there is…

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  March 13, 2022

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• Glass

  After trauma I kept repeating reactions to it as if I was fighting with a ghost. I felt really humiliated when the same experiences happened again. My friends and family looked at me like I was crazy. What’s wrong with her she used to be a smart girl. Why can’t she figure this out. The…

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  December 29, 2021

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• Drama king

  You said you hated all the fighting that you got into with your friends on group chat and you couldn’t stand the drama You were misunderstood by your team you said No one seemed to understand your off-brand wisdom I worked to the bone to unravel your complicated mess because you looked at me with…

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  December 23, 2021

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• Comraderie

  In the fight against the world, we fought on the same side, for the same cause. We’re brothers, you said Then you slept with other girls. You always wanted to be right. In love, you treated me like a woman. I tried to teach you to be my equal. But you only knew how to…

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  December 20, 2021

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• The fall of summer

  The taste of apple, kale and ginger reminds me of the first day of fall, maybe even before that actually, more like the first day in the summer when you knew it was ending. The memory of summer feels like one long day that turned into one long night. Warm and hazy, I swam through…

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  November 13, 2021

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• Black and white movies

  I remember a rainy evening biking back to camp on a muddy side road of a lake. In the rainforest it was always wet but warm. He showed me the frogs coming down from the trees to mate at night, for a few days. This was our second night together and I was terrified of…

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  March 21, 2021

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