Fragments From a Junior's
Thoughts
Today, I heard the phrase "it looks good on college applications" 11 times
Teachers tell me they are preparing me for the "real world" as if the first 18 years are a free trial
Getting an education turned out to be a competition I never agreed to enter
I used to think in weekdays and now I think in test dates
Nothing is heavier than this backpack except maybe my eyelids
I'm losing sleep, losing weight, losing my mind
I'm so lost
Even as I write this poem I know nothing I say matters unless it's typed in Times New Roman 12pt font
Today, I heard the phrase "it looks good on college applications" 11 times
Teachers tell me they are preparing me for the "real world" as if the first 18 years are a free trial
Getting an education turned out to be a competition I never agreed to enter
I used to think in weekdays and now I think in test dates
Nothing is heavier than this backpack except maybe my eyelids
I'm losing sleep, losing weight, losing my mind
I'm so lost
Even as I write this poem I know nothing I say matters unless it's typed in Times New Roman 12pt font
The daker the skies,
the brighter the stars.
—(DS)
somewhere
there is a woman in china holding a
black umbrella so she
won't tast the salt of the rain when
the sky begins to weep
there is a 17 year old girl who smells
like pomegranates and has summer air
tight on her naked skin, wrapping
around her scars
like veins in a bloody garden, who
won't make it past tomorrow
there is a young man, who buys yellow
flowers for the woman
in apartment 84b, who learned braille
when he realized she
couldn't read his poetry about her
white neck and mint eyes
there are people watching films,
making love for the first time,
opening mail with the
heading of 'i miss you', cooking
noodles with
organic spices aand red sauces, buying
lemon detergent,
ignoring 'do not smoke' signs,
painting murals
of his lips in abandoned warehouses,
chewing
the words 'i love you' over and over
again, swallowing
phone numbers and forgotten
birthdays, eating
strawberry pies, drinking white wine
off of each
others open mouths, ignoring the
teleophone,
reading this poem
somewhere
someone is thinking
i'm alone
somewhere
someone finally understands
they never really
were
there is a woman in china holding a
black umbrella so she
won't tast the salt of the rain when
the sky begins to weep
there is a 17 year old girl who smells
like pomegranates and has summer air
tight on her naked skin, wrapping
around her scars
like veins in a bloody garden, who
won't make it past tomorrow
there is a young man, who buys yellow
flowers for the woman
in apartment 84b, who learned braille
when he realized she
couldn't read his poetry about her
white neck and mint eyes
there are people watching films,
making love for the first time,
opening mail with the
heading of 'i miss you', cooking
noodles with
organic spices aand red sauces, buying
lemon detergent,
ignoring 'do not smoke' signs,
painting murals
of his lips in abandoned warehouses,
chewing
the words 'i love you' over and over
again, swallowing
phone numbers and forgotten
birthdays, eating
strawberry pies, drinking white wine
off of each
others open mouths, ignoring the
teleophone,
reading this poem
somewhere
someone is thinking
i'm alone
somewhere
someone finally understands
they never really
were
(( poems from my uncles graves
))
Welcome To Society.
Welcome to society,
We hope you enjoy your stay,
And please feel free to be yourself,
As long as it's in the right way,
Make sure you love your body,
Not too much or we'll tear you down,
We'll bully you for smiling,
And then wonder why you frown,
We'll tell you that you're worthless,
That you shouldn't make a sound,
And then cry with all the others,
As you're buried in the ground,
You can fall in love with anyone,
As long as it's who we choose,
And we'll let you have your opinions,
But please shape them to our views,
Welcome to society,
We promise that we won't deceive,
And one more rule now that you're here,
There's no way you can leave.
Welcome to society,
We hope you enjoy your stay,
And please feel free to be yourself,
As long as it's in the right way,
Make sure you love your body,
Not too much or we'll tear you down,
We'll bully you for smiling,
And then wonder why you frown,
We'll tell you that you're worthless,
That you shouldn't make a sound,
And then cry with all the others,
As you're buried in the ground,
You can fall in love with anyone,
As long as it's who we choose,
And we'll let you have your opinions,
But please shape them to our views,
Welcome to society,
We promise that we won't deceive,
And one more rule now that you're here,
There's no way you can leave.
she hesitates "i'm okay"
but i don't think even all the worlds oceans
could fill her empty heart
(h.c)
