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Emily Jun 2020
we miss you.
Emily Jun 2020
forgotten, as always,
you fume with a
dark blue aura. you
don’t mind the
quiet - the earbuds you
always have in provide
safety and security
from the atmosphere
of your family.
Emily Jun 2020
your name doesn’t
suit you - how rude of
people to assume that.
you are calm, a
light earth-sky
blue, the
peacemaker of your
large family. how
rude of them to
make fun of your name
when you’re the
only one keeping the
family together.
Emily Jun 2020
rings of pleasure
surround your
twenty-nine year old
being, other women
jealous of your
beauty, of the ring you
so proudly wear
perched on your
left ring finger.
Emily Jun 2020
twelve years old and
the biggest in your class,
you dominate the
playground - the
other kids tease you,
giant,
they say, but they
don’t know you’ll
come back to
win in the end.
Emily Jun 2020
invaded and
furious, steaming and
cracked, dry and
fuming from the
depths of your
core.
nicknamed crudely,
you wish for once
that we would
leave you alone.
Emily Jun 2020
✩✩✩
home
sweet
home
✩✩✩
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