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lari
You are loved.
my thoughts quiet the stars still shine the birds still sing chocolate’s still sweet and I am still
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Apr 11, 2020
Apr 11, 2020 at 1:45 AM UTC
amidst the everything
a tilting planet sun sets and sways but i am rooted to the ground.
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Aug 23, 2018
Aug 23, 2018 at 3:44 PM UTC
poem 15: dream
Awareness- it's been five hours since I started internet surfing. Look away from the screen. Breathe in, out. Body check: Am I stiff? Then: Consciously relax my shoulders, my arms, my face. Adjust my position. How am I feeling: cold? anxious? scattered? Am I tense because of: hunger? thirst? a full bladder or number two? Pause, then rise up and do it. A washroom or stretch break. A sweater, a snack. Short exercise. Hugs. Then resume, or stop for the day.
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Jan 28, 2018
Jan 28, 2018 at 5:53 PM UTC
Poem 14: introspection II - checklist
your happiness is my joy your grief, my burden I laugh when you laugh I cry beside you When you are angry, I lash out I panic when you are anxious but is it you or me? and does it matter? I am only built for my own emotions...
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Jan 27, 2018
Jan 27, 2018 at 6:35 PM UTC
poem 13: introspection I - empathy
The sound of snowflakes is peace. Many snowflakes: both beauty and bother.
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Jan 27, 2018
Jan 27, 2018 at 6:24 PM UTC
Poem 12:
my thoughts are buzzing my trains of thought colliding what was I saying?
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Jan 14, 2018
Jan 14, 2018 at 5:54 PM UTC
poem 10: ADHD
that feeling of making music with you of singing and harmonizing is why I love a choir
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Jan 13, 2018
Jan 13, 2018 at 1:01 AM UTC
Poem 9
sometimes it doesn't matter that you're not as capable as smart as organized as sociable you are willing willing to learn willing to grow that willingness you have? that is enough you are enough- more than enough.
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Jan 12, 2018
Jan 12, 2018 at 12:11 AM UTC
Poem 8: a reminder
they will not live they do not live as I stare at the tank, willing, hoping, praying for motion nothing they say the third time's the charm we reassure each other as we pour the remains away so many regrets on choosing brine shrimp my initial joy in the lab goes down the drain with the dead brine shrimp
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Jan 9, 2018
Jan 9, 2018 at 10:47 PM UTC
Poem 6: brine shrimp