I decided to write poems in my friends' yearbooks, instead of those letter-type things that are exactly the same as they always have been. ex: I'll never forget you! You are my best friend! etc. Even in 8th grade we wrote that, but this time it means so much more. I may never see any of these people, who are so dear to me, ever again. Here is one of the poems.
We are riding the sun global warming dance haze dance haze blue orange sky free free sky us speak laugh laugh laugh more and more night ntalks understand that identity is identity is music dance smile hand hand our hands women hands men hands together feel feel touch music dance heart night late train train walk moon see? see? explain to me I need your help to see heart smile dance platform shoes ass in the round and hole in the jeans cheshire cat smile know self dreate self could you like move or something? Sam and Stevens repeat repeat shake the night away Audrey study study study study study study study coffee? Oxford Australia good day mate to you us together trick tricks friends hidden message secret comprendo? au bon pain stretch lipstick blondish hair comprendo? the expected unexpected has arrived muchacha take my hand our hands together across the centuries and miles and remember we are together in heart love soul smile mind love love for good and that abnormal is normal for things past now and future.
That one is for Kalila.
molly.beth.young at gmail.com
10 months ago
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