disproportionate

The length of my feet
Do not fit the height of my body
And I think that in itself
Describes the way I have felt…

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Searching

Looking in all the wrong places without ever really knowing what we’re even looking for.

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On the break up.

You want to know where I am in life, And I hesitate to say that I am anywhere. I want to drag my fingers across the skin on your back And pray that you never leave That I never leave Even though I have already left. You ask me how I am and I don’t […]

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On Wednesday’s, the sun shines.

Early in the semester, and yet still caught up in large amounts things to do, my friend and I concluded that Wednesday afternoons would always be a time when we could see each other, even if we weren’t able to the rest of the week. We both have class later in the afternoon, so we […]

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Stillness.

The world has an off button.

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