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 Jun 2018 HLR
LS
when a poet falls in love with you
you can never die
they will notice the way
you rub your palms and look down
when someone is angry at you
and the way you smirk
as you pull away from a kiss

they will notice how you can't sleep
without your body touching someone else's
how you never crease any pages of books
and how you close your eyes when you dance in your kitchen
with your record player on

they will find all of the words
that they see you as
and turn them into something beautiful

people say you die twice
once when you stop breathing
and when someone says your name
for the last time

if you fall in love with a poet
they will never stop
mentioning your name
you will be alive
for eternity
 Jun 2018 HLR
Beaux
If I die in a school shooting
I'll never go home again.
My room will sit unused,
A capsule frozen in time,
A snapshot of how I was.

If I die in a school shooting
I'll never see my dog again.
She will sit at the front door
Waiting for me and wondering,
Why I never came home.

If I die in a school shooting
I'll never graduate from high school.
My yearbooks will sit stacked
Stopped short of their goal,
Missing years that should have been.

If I die in a school shooting
I'll never see my mom again.
She will sit distraught,
Planning a funeral
For a child taken from her.

If I die in a school shooting
I'll never see my friends again.
They'll sit together, missing me.
One empty seat among them,
A constant reminder of their loss.

If I die in a school shooting
I'll never see my little sister again.
She will sit through high school
Knowing I can't guide her through,
That she has to figure it out alone.

If I die in a school shooting
My school will be stained.
Pools of students lives will sit,
Blood tattoos on the brick structures,
Marks of death ground into it.

If I die in a school shooting
Everyone will wear black.
They'll send their thoughts and prayers
To a town marred by death,
Forever to be the home of a shooting.

If I die in a school shooting
Will the world change?
Or will I become one of hundreds  
Of kids who have to die?
What will it take?

If things continue this way
Children will have to live in fear.
They'll look over their shoulders
Always worried and wondering,
If they'll die in a school shooting.
The state of Florida is now home to the two most deadly mass shootings in American history. Pulse Nightclub was attacked in my city, I have friends who attend Marjory Stoneman Douglas in Parkland. My little sister often fears going to school. I'm afraid to graduate and leave her. I want to be able to protect her if something happens. I hate that we have a reason to be afraid... That it's reasonable to have these fears. I hate it so f*cking much.
 Jun 2018 HLR
Adele
Untitled
 Jun 2018 HLR
Adele
Roses aren’t always red
violets aren’t exactly blue
the society we live in,

cannot seek the truth.

happiness could be fragile
compassion oppressed to be a weakness
until kindness is no longer sublime

dominance risen
and we live by the rules
we’re trying to find truth,

but what is truth exactly?
 Dec 2017 HLR
ARB
Quiver a little
 Dec 2017 HLR
ARB
I shall pass, in time
amongst the edges of a lover’s sigh,

Yet my atoms shall live in
human touch, dashing against
lips and hands and thighs,
slumberous eyes.

Gentle affections of my bodies edges,
shall sway within tides of light.
Among the nigh’
and her fragrant roses hue
shall soften with time

Within slender silver rapture,
To drift ‘side heavenly bodies,
Hundred petalled suns will
blossom under the darkening eventide,
and tremulous, I will follow.

— The End —