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Wish

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I wish I had walked taller,

Spoke louder,

Held my head higher.

Wish I could have looked you in the eye

Instead of looked away.

I wish I could draw a picture and fill the whole page

Without cringing.

Wish I could spread my wings and fly.

Wish I could pick up the pieces of me,

But they keep slipping through my hands.

Wish I could put them together right

The ones that I can find.

Word In The Neighborhood

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The word in the neighborhood

Was you wanted to kiss me.

You with your beautiful eyes

And playful grin.

Sometimes I would ride my bike by your house on the way to the park.

(my green girls bike with the funky handle bars and seat)

I thought it was dorky because all the cool kids rode boy bikes

Or banana seat bikes.

(And honestly,

I was just happy to have a bike)

Anyway,

You would say “Hi” in that rough voice of yours.

Brunette curls just covering your left eye.

Cigarette hanging off your lip;

Laid back as could be.

You didn’t know I could see your bruises.

The ones you tried to hide.

(I hid mine too)

I was too shy to even speak so I would keep riding by

All the while holding my breath.

(Truthfully

I never thought I was enough for anyone)

Sometimes I remember the kiss.

Just a peck on the cheek but still…….

Do you?

Mere words

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We are neither one

Nor the other

Which we try to

Call each other.

Identities created leave us encased in circles.

Either looking up or down,

Not around.

Forgetting there is more.

Thinking we are bound by others thoughts on life

And love.

We are too much to be reduced

To mere words created

In an effort to make sense.