poetry
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I see you I know you are looking I know there are things you are dying to say Names you want to call me I know my truth and it is yours too Although you think you are exempt from this mess it’s in the roots of our family tree blood that binds you and…
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I would like to be the kind of person that has pretty thoughts all of the time that doesn’t get anxiety over people she has never met or things that happened long ago but I am not that kind of person I am a person who knows too much Who feels too much and none…
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I’ve been thinking a lot about Taylor Swift To be fair, I think about her quite a lot But more recently, the criticisms She’s too soft She’s not political enough She’s too rich She wears too much glitter She went to her fiancés football game She’s too political, also, somehow The public has a lot…
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I find myself wishing I were Medusa With snakes for hair and the ability to turn men to stone It no longer seems like a curse
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They will call a woman crazy before they admit that a man is
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I want to pull the moon from the sky split it into a million pieces and and make it a place where women can make their own worlds
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I stared blankly at the screen trying to think of something to write. I wonder what the point of it is anymore. Everything is connected to this somehow. Memories I once cherished are connected to something treacherous. I hate everyone and everything that made this happen.
