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Paulina Jul 2020
I’ve gone through many battles
but never one as exquisitely painful
as the one my body has raged against itself

It’s just dirt
It’s not a garden at all
what is a garden without flowers?
sterile
barren
all I wanted in this life
was to give life

When you arrived you quickly bloomed
But just as quickly
I lost you
now there’s a wilted garden inside me
still, it serves as a reminder
of our time together
and the fact that
I’ll always love you
Paulina Jun 2020
You lead the most typical
boring
normal
traditional
life
everything I sneered at
a mommy
a picket fence
sit-down dinners at 6 o’clock
cookie cutter husband
soccer practice
9-5
wake-up
rinse and repeat

...and yet, I envy it all
Paulina Jun 2020
You are my ocean
but I cannot dive into you
your waves are violent
I will drown
  Apr 2020 Paulina
Izabella Motch
Met with a wink
And a sly smile
Her sharp eyes
Hide awhile

In the shrub
She crawls and bounds
Her paws rub
As she glides the grounds

Her red mane
Of hair and dirt
She won’t train
She won’t hurt

She bounds about
In joyous leaps
She leaves about
Every few weeks

Return she may
Or leave and go
It’s every day
I still won’t know

Yet each time
I lose my heart
She comes around
And heals it smart

She’s always there
In dusk or dawn.
She lives in trees
And all beyond

Forever may
She sail the clouds
Yet all the way
She loves me now

She tells me so
And I hear it
I love her so
I won’t forget

That she lives on
Each day and night
Beyond the stars
Within the light

Her spirit is
A strong fox jumping
And when I see her
I run, coming
Paulina Apr 2020
Ink
There is a graveyard
letters
words
stanzas
poems
I’ll never complete
because tears don’t make black ink
and my inkwell has run dry
Paulina Apr 2020
you're the love poem I write
to break my own heart
the pain I feel is precise
like a haiku
the love you took was splendid
like a sonnet

you're the song I sing
to get over you
the lyrics rhyme
without reason
I grasp on to each note
my pitch strong
as I hold on
Paulina Mar 2020
Even when the sun is up
I think dark thoughts of you
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