Blythe Baird, from If My Body Could Speak; “Concerns from a hot-boxed jeep”
[Text ID: “How do I stop / carrying everything / that had ever / happened to me?”]
These I have loved
A great tall girl, full of blue
Inviting lips, sweet to the eye but never tasted
Glasses that were black but now are pink
A voice of the ocean, Like waves hitting the breakwater
Of hair so perfect, Aphrodite should blush
A figure akin to the sun setting on the horizon
A connection so deep, the ocean has nothing on it
The future that lights up my nighttime
A conversation of Apple's and taste
Two people so together- hot and cold water
The sound of soothing poetry
A great tall girl
Yes,
These I have loved
“I won’t say it wasn’t meant to be, because it was. We were. Only for a short while, maybe. But we were.”
— Unknown
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There is a snake that dwells in my backyard
who finds it deeply soothing to spread himself
across a flat rock in the afternoon sunshine
until I stomp along and disturb his slumber,
sending him slithering, S-like, forwards and
sideways at the same time in total silence
sending him into the deep green of the lilies,
into the shadows, slipping in close to the soil
where those things hide that wish not to be seen
and I sense the shame of having scared away
a denizen of the sun, of stone, and replaced it
with the shy emptiness of where he used to be.
-GeorgeFilip
“Be nice to yourself. It’s hard to be happy when someone is mean to you all the time.”
— Christine Arylo
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