I wish you could be in my body
to understand why
“fantastic” is my answer
to “how are you?”
Author: Georgia Tell
Poem #725
floating
light as a bird
pretty as a peach
delicate as a peony
in her blue paisley print sundress
among the tall dry grass
does she even exist?
Poem #724
I feel alive
in the most true way
to create
to think
to exist
nothing else is necessary
I crash back to Earth
in the best way
to love
to care
to exist
these actions are upgrades
Poem #723
little bird wants to die
she flies into the window
until her body is twitching
pain is her new reality
waiting for mercy
Poem #722
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Poem #721
I love your eyes
that say nothing
I love your ears
that can’t hear my words
I love your mouth
that never opens to speak
Poem #720
my little tan puppy
can we bring him home?
can we? can we?
my little tan puppy
he prances around the car
he is so happy
my little tan puppy
he is so eager to please
I love him already
Poem #719
I am me
unfortunately
and it’s evident always
I am behind a wall
hearing you all
sometimes peeking over
watching
I’m included
but I’m separate
Poem #718
warm breeze through the desert twilight
floating on the dark dirt
dreaming of serenity
as if it will be achieved
though calm is here, now
Poem #717
hard girl wants to be soft
tiny, fragile, precious, lovely
so kind that she’s an angel
hard girl wants to be soft
but she speaks too loudly
and jokes too roughly
hard girl is soft
she cries everyday
she is more fragile than she knows