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Jasmine Aug 2019
You call, but the water drops behind me are crying too loud for me to hear
Water drips down my body as I peek watching you call for the first time in my register but in your register the third
I switch off the water to answer your call that has no connection
Aii, I finish up get dry and call again in my room but no connection again
You call to ask if we chilling I said yes, you tell me "cool I'm coming to bye"
In a cracky voice I ask "forever", you say yeah, with tears hiding in my eyelids I say "okay"
I sign you in, not with an excited heart this but a heart filled with sadness
The elevator ride makes me even more sad, because you extend your care by asking "if I'm okay?" and I lie "yeah", not wanting you see the drip coming from my heart
Time to say bye
You greet the rest hand-shaking, fist-pumping, while you do that I wonder around with a sad face not so ready to say bye
My turn, oh no, I don't want to...
I'm expecting a fist pump, but instead I receive a warm tight hug from you
You hugged me so tight, whispering in my ear "don't miss me too much"
Oh my, I can still feel your breath echoing in my ear...
And little did I know that this hug would be our last..

Jasmine Nakana
When you lose someone you try to remember the last time you saw them. And most of the time it's a blurry memory because at that time you had no idea it would be the last...
Cedric McClester Aug 2019
By: Cedric McClester

Let's label him a hypocrite
See his forebears were poor as ****
That's what I.find so hard to get
Cuz' it's perverse you must admit
He only wants those not in need
To come to America to succeed
He's fully prepared to watch others bleed
Rather than to allow them to be freed

He's the acting czar of immigrants
Who Trump installed to not relent
He in fact, seems quite hellbent
To give them all a great big hint
We're not the nation that they thought
Or the myth they might have bought
They can cross our border
Just don't get caught

He climbed the ladder of success
And has achieved it nonetheless
As an acolyte if I had to guess
Or a sychophant at his very best
He came inside then closed the door
On others who also want more
It's clear he's rotten to the core
Is it necessary for me to say more?

He echoes Trump's callousness
Like a doppelganger, but nonetheless
I guess you could call him one hot mess
Because obviously it's no contest
He'll continue to give 'em hell
It's clear to me he doesn't mean them well
See he's not a man he's just a shell
And the whole wide-world can tell








Cedric McClester, Copyright (c) 2019.  Aii rights reserved.

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