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Category: Poetry

Finding Home [POETRY]

I am a child I know I am   My skin is wrinkled Warped The shoddy sewing evident As the withered yarn barely holds me

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Atlanta [POETRY]

Dear Atlanta, I love the way you move I love the way you change and adapt I love the way you are accepting of all

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Bloodstain [POETRY]

Bloodstain  blood disobeys   All else can be cleaned, vacuumed, or swept away, but   Blood stays    It stains the skin of our children  And they

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To Burn [POETRY]

To burn  I wrote this poem to burn — for the heavens to taste  take my soul, a light — a match — and scatter

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Eat [POETRY]

Hi, My Name is Reagan Hudson, and I love to eat I know I’m pretty small Six point two nine inches tall So while I

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Creature [POETRY]

Dear forgotten friend  My heart is a foreign creature to me sometimes  It has a memory separate from mine Inside the bloody veins of the

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Vastness [POETRY]

My chest Feels carved My heartBeatingSo far off Stolen by someAttempted love All that remainsResemblesYour nails DivotsMy mindLoves toRevisit For theTextureOf yourGripWarmsMe Returns me For nowI

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Atlantis [POETRY]

To Atlantis from Atlanta A couple letters away from here Lies a city When we are at our most beautiful, I imagine it — the waves crashing down

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