Cultured
my first language was not one of white bread and watching fireworks burst red white and blue no my first […]
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My Name
When I was a baby, my name meant a dedication to God Dahee meaning Jesus’ joy it meant life it
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During a Long Drive, I Smell Vinegar
and I know your secret, No, impossible, not again. You spit a wad of tobacco into an empty bottle, subtly.
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Only Days Before Leaving For College, I Note the Existence of My Brother
I. My brother sits in the corner With his papers all around, And he is drawing. He does
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The Weight of the Heavens
Was the minotaur Really A monster? Or was he Just placed here To scare mankind. Like Atlas, Who
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Pasta Sandwiches in Quarantine
1. In quarantine I missed my uncle’s wedding because it was cancelled in May, and Take Your Child to Work