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Not Sick EnoughSixth grade was the first time I remember feeling out of place in my own body. I tried on a shirt fr
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I'm Going to Hell for ThisJust because I'm an atheist, / doesn't mean I lack morality. / In fact, my morality / is what I prid
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Unapologetically Selfish Advice: A letter to myselfDear eleven year old Briauna, / Sixth grade will be a long year for you; don't worry, it ends. / You
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SacrificesMy older sister once told me / that if you aren't making / sacrifices for someone, / it isn't love.
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This poem is shit & I can't write anymoreThe first boy to enter my life never let me finish a sentence without kissing me. / And I remember a
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The Teenage Journey to Body Acceptance150: "I've never had a fat girlfriend" your now ex-boyfriend explains when questioned about the reas
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The place I call homeThere is a town I call home / where streets are filled / with empty people. / People whose only way
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on loving those I was taught not to: this is not an apologyI've never felt so at home, / as I did the day I met her. / For once I couldn't hear / the bickering
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I'm Sorry Briauna, This Love Letter Is Long OverdueMy dad has always wanted me to write more happy poems, but joy has never rolled off my tongue as elo
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Fire and IceI am the stovetop / your mother warned you / not to touch when you were five. / You did it anyways,
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