rachelmhWhisper

17 / F / Minnesota, USA
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mirrored doorsif it weren’t for my sliding mirror closet doors, my room would look much darker with only one lamp turned out. / that’s what i’m thinking about at 12:11am when i can’t sleep and have to work the morning shift. / dozens of friends have come and gone through my room, marveling at the 80s design and dusty gold colored edging that doesn’t match the accompanying oak trim along the walls in my house. they stare and stare at their reflections, our reflections. take pictures, post them on social media. watch the comments rake in. is this what we’ve come to?
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Jan 4, 2021
lovesickhoney baby cherry pie / i've loved you since i caught your eye / but that was months and months ago
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Dec 5, 2019
i don't write poetry anymorei don't write poetry anymore / i sit in my room, naked, feeling the curves of my body, searching for a sort of foreign peace within them / i study for exams, begin books i never finish, watch movies and stop halfway through, wear the same pants three days in a row, go a week without washing my hair
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Oct 31, 2019
me//herit's kind of crazy, the way people come into your life and change you. / when i met her i didn't think right off the bat, / "this girl is gonna be my best friend."
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Feb 4, 2019
barriersyou can't shake hands and greet people with a smile through a wall.
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Feb 4, 2019
is change a part of love?there's this boy in my class who can move through water like a raindrop through summer air, though his eyes are brown like the ground on which he walks. / he is an ocean with currents and waves and groundswells, all waiting to drag me up and send me crashing into him. / i've always been a good swimmer, was even on a team once, but his water is pushing and pulling and putting its hands on my waist and neck, tangling in my hair, telling me to trust him.
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Jan 31, 2019
effervescentwith each day that slowly trickles by / i try not to give up on the hope of the / effervescent tomorrow
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Jan 31, 2019
mattressthe right side of my mattress has caved in on itself / a not so tiny crater in the shape of me / a rough outline of my contours
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Jan 31, 2019
vii.i looked up / i promise that i did
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Oct 8, 2018
i could be wrongi could be wrong about god / i could be wrong about heaven and earth / and the way that things came to be
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Oct 8, 2018
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