Eat [POETRY]
Reagan Hudson
May 6, 2025
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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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
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
I was never one for perfection. The swoops of my penmanship never had to lay in synchronicity. They were made to give a point, and
Abira of Lonsdale was the princess-to-be If it came down to it, She would choose the crown, Having the crown meant happiness, Pleasure, Wealth, Delight,
I’ll start a revolution, make my own brand./ I’m blocking out all the white noise;/ but your eyes are like a black hole, I just
Fallen leaf,/ Fallen leaf,/ Why have you left your tree?
and a movie./ This isn’t the kind of town that people/ pass through for more than business or family matters.
— for whatever reason. Maybe they misplaced something on the/ kitchen counter/ or forgot to leave something there.
I’ll check out as soon as I can, really/ Different cities — I have a list of places where you’ll find my bones/ someday when
Pink/ The color most commonly overlooked / Pink can be happy/ It can be angry and/ It can be sad
It has arisen, my dears, my children/ The war of a millennium years/ Blood of all are spilled throughout/ Filling the bare ground with a
The snow falls without a sound/ And again and again, all around/ Shivers, sighs, no disguise/ Twisting, dancing, always prancing …