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Emily O Sep 2014
Five small children ate peanut butter sandwiches on the beach.
Their hearts a twitter for they found a mermaid castle in the sea.

They played cops and robbers on the ocean floor.
Their tiny toes knocked at the mermaid’s door.

The mermaids kissed their feet and played with their hair.
The small children said goodbye to the sea lair.

They left behind their shoes as gifts,
Knowing that they would never fit.
Emily O Sep 2014
Beneath my grandmother’s quilt I sink,
Hopeless thoughts decorate my skin like patchwork.
The wind whistles sweet nothings
Through the holes in my skull.
Breath is trapped in a brown paper bag,
Contained and returned to its host.

— The End —