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Fae Lifetime

He rests his hand mid thigh
And the tree beings to quiver
The wind grows colder
The tree begins to sigh as it gets older
Give way
To rot and decay
Collapse under hand
Where barley a breath has passed
For him
Long live the fae
For what
Does eternity know of an hour?
In one breath span
Dead and back again
Still he sits
In a forest younger than him
Dead and back again
Each human lifetime a wink
They’ve forgotten
Like amnesia
All the important things
But then
What does eternity know of an hour?
Dead and back again
With barley a glimpse of what the fae know
With barley a glimpse of what the stories tell
Dead and back again
A life for show
To dead men

Why?

Why ?
They feel like they have a penis, they’re above the opposite sex, but that’s not the case
They say boys will be boys, but when will boys be men?
When we were little girls,they said
“If he’s mean to you, it’s because he likes you”,
but we grew up to find out , they didn’t like us, they abused us.
When we got to middle school, we filled out our curves, but boys only saw a piece of ass.
They played with our hearts, and we soon realized our happily ever after doesn’t exist.
High school came around and we noticed boys weren’t young men,
they were dogs drooling with their tongues hanging out.
Women are taking the world, by the storm.
All you can hear is crickets chirping.
Eve wasn’t happy with adam, so eve found herself a mary.

Blocked

I have writers block
like
you’re driving and get stopped by a train
like
you want to finish a marathon but you can’t breathe
like
I’ve redone this test five times
like
I’m giving up
like
I still have 300 words to go
like
I’m giving up
like
if I listen to music maybe
like
what did I just write
like
damn I give up

David Crockett High School

Senior

Trees

Will you spare my life
And appreciate my beauty?
Some love me for the way I look
Others don’t even know i’m there.

They love to hang around me during the holidays,
And parties are always my time to shine
But only during the pinata.

They use me like i’m paper
when I could give so much life
If only they could see what I do for them.

They flatten my heart after I give them all my oxygen
I guess I’m not as beautiful as I thought I was,
If only I could speak.

Appreciate me before i’m all gone
You’ll die without me
If only I could warn them
If only I could speak.

If I told you,
would you listen?
If my roots didn’t hold me back
Would you see me?

Stop my death
In return I’ll give you life
I may be a tree
But I still have a heart.

I Believe

I believe..
I believe in freedom. The moment you have peace and love.
I believe you are the strongest person alive if you didn’t discriminate yourself.
I believe family is before and above anything.
I believe no one can tell you , you can’t or can achieve what you want.
I believe you can be what you believe to in.
I believe love is a neccesity not a want a must than a stupidity.
I believe in one self.
I believe in everyone.
I believe..

David Crockett High School

12

An ode to mutual feelings

This is an ode to the people who share the same feelings i do. And i don’t mean the romantic ones. I mean the excitement i share with my childhood best friend when we see each other after years without contact when his face lights up with joy i can’t help but feel we belong to the same power plant. This is an ode to the people who think like i do, to my sister who can figure out the ending to an episode of Supernatural within the first 10 minutes of watching it, because i figured it out too. This is an ode to the friends who appreciate you as much as you appreciate them, or when someone new extends themselves into your life to create that platonic tectonic relationship we are one moving in the same direction. Mutual feelings are more than love and lust. They are understanding. Knowing that I’m not alone in the way i think or feel. It’s how we connect to each other to create this ever expanding community. We feel it together. And i think, that’s the best feeling of all.