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1. Someone left a glass swan beside the pond.
Maybe they thought that
if they left it there,
it would be free.
2. It was covered in mud, and I washed it off
in the pond water before I shoved it in
my pocket. Someone must have
kicked it in
a careless act.
3. I set it on my shelf, beside my window.
I thought it would like to see
how beautiful life could be.
It sat there all alone.
I think it missed
a companion.
4. The sun glinted on cracks strewn across its
tiny body. The sunlight shone on to
display the swan's faults, all too
countless. I couldn't stand to
look at it. I decided it needed
to be shrouded by darkness.
So then, I wouldn't
have to gaze
upon its
scars.
5. It's icy tinted eyes seemed
to stare out into space;
seeing everything,
but taking in
nothing.
6. So, I sat with it each day and
watched the outside world.
It still seemed
so lonely,
though.
7. I think the reason why I tried to help the swan
feel less lonely, was that
we were alike.
And I could
see right
through
it.
8. Someone stopped by our window,
on one of those days
that I helped my swan
feel less
alone.
9. And I fear that the person,
who I was watching from my window,
saw right
through
me.
Maybe they thought that
if they left it there,
it would be free.
2. It was covered in mud, and I washed it off
in the pond water before I shoved it in
my pocket. Someone must have
kicked it in
a careless act.
3. I set it on my shelf, beside my window.
I thought it would like to see
how beautiful life could be.
It sat there all alone.
I think it missed
a companion.
4. The sun glinted on cracks strewn across its
tiny body. The sunlight shone on to
display the swan's faults, all too
countless. I couldn't stand to
look at it. I decided it needed
to be shrouded by darkness.
So then, I wouldn't
have to gaze
upon its
scars.
5. It's icy tinted eyes seemed
to stare out into space;
seeing everything,
but taking in
nothing.
6. So, I sat with it each day and
watched the outside world.
It still seemed
so lonely,
though.
7. I think the reason why I tried to help the swan
feel less lonely, was that
we were alike.
And I could
see right
through
it.
8. Someone stopped by our window,
on one of those days
that I helped my swan
feel less
alone.
9. And I fear that the person,
who I was watching from my window,
saw right
through
me.
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letters.
dear amber:
instead of having pillow fights,
we'll have marshmallow fights -
or try to, because
we'll end up eating all the ammo.
.
dear amber:
the melodies you play
on your flute are beautiful,
i'm sure, but
they could never be as beautiful
as your heart.
.
dear amber:
if i could heal all your wounds
and erase all your scars,
i would.
but all i have
is this pikachu band-aide.
.
dear amber:
if you're ever feeling down,
we could play games of
checkers, and you would always win
and i'd tell you embarassing stories
and secrets about myself,
just to make you smile.
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reasons you should listen.
i. because you are the reason
i want to give up
sometimes. because i'll never be
as wonderful as you, and i
feel like a piece of nothing compared to you. but
you are the one holding my hand
and pushing me forward, gently,
and suddenly,
you are the reason
i keep trying.
ii. because i don't speak
often. because this
is a piece of me
i'm afraid to show.
iii. have you ever felt
like giving up? like
you're the gum stuck
on someone's shoe, and they
only want to be rid of you?
have you ever broken down
just because it feels like
no one cares?
because if you ever do,
i'll be there for you.
i promise.
iv. because i need yo
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-truth-
will you meet me in the spaces
between our fingers
become tiny
atom-like
indivisible, but one
(and all the smaller pieces
that don't matter)
trade electrons
become
heavier
elements
----
a hollow note
crawls up
my throat
when you
depart
----
twenty minutes to dawn
(i know this because we've been here before)
in this moment, and this thing of arms and arms entwined, called embrace
this moment on soft notsosoft ground sheets
this look
it's the same
and in this moment
this moment is again
----
and your voices
singing as the past
ricocheting off
ceilings and walls
that do not house me
anymore, i hear you
strum af
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I felt like writing. So, I asked for a list of words and glass appealed the most to me.
I think this is one of my better pieces of writing. :]
I think this is one of my better pieces of writing. :]
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9 was my favorite.