Loves
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A Year of Childhood
In January,
when the thrill of the holidays has not yet faded
and the snow still enchants with its glittering smile,
she flops into snowbanks and skids on her knees on the ice
of her backyard pond, -
Just a Bracelet
After 5th grade,
My bracelet
Was a brown bead
On a thin white string.
After 6th grade,
My bracelet
Was a green bead
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23 Days Until Graduation
My freshman year was sterile
I was separated, regulated
It smelled of hand sanitizer and soap
The hallways were one way only
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For Thalia (In honor of what she went through)
Note: I was given Thalia's consent before publishing this to YWP.
Last year
April of 2023
Our story begins
Thalia and I were talking in class
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