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there’s a girl in a wheelchair
and i see her everyday
rolling down the second floor hallways
as she stops at each doorway
to peer through the frame
to the buildings beyond
and the light shines
on her multicolored hair
until after a moment
she wheels around
and continues

this girl
she sits with her face
made up of rainbow shards
and her expression

» Posted By sevenwords On 01.08.2014 @ 7:31 pm


slipping away below the surface
i look up through the water
and the air becomes water
and the water becomes air
because when my fingers break the surface
they are no longer in this world
but in
a place far away
and much too different
how can i survive at this boundary?
where water meets air

» Posted By sevenwords On 01.04.2014 @ 7:51 pm


they all had ombre hair
those bitches
the skinny ones with the big boobs
and the catty eyes
and the pale skin
and the red lips
and the grating laughs
behind their lies
so false
so fake
so so so
they all had ombre hair
those bitches
the skinny ones with the big boobs

» Posted By sevenwords On 12.13.2013 @ 8:27 pm


the ferry is going across the
and i can see the man in the red pin-striped suit
tipping the brim of his hat
up to the fog
leaning on his worn cane
with the tree limbs dancing over him
and the heavy moss fingers
to touch his shoulders
and brush that red ribbon
the waters part as the boat
glides on

» Posted By sevenwords On 11.25.2013 @ 5:27 pm


did you sell your soul to the devil at the crossroads
where the two paths met
and the lowly walkers with their back sore
and their eyes shielded
from the blinding sun
met and spitting
by the side of the road
they continue without so much
of a hi
is that where you gave your life to evil
for a dime and a quarter?

» Posted By sevenwords On 11.23.2013 @ 7:55 pm


pew pell
am i you pupil
or am i the teacher
and youa re the student
as i instruct you with my eyes
and you wrinkle your nose
and raise you eyebrows
i don’t answer question
until i’ve finished the lecture

are you the teacher or am i
the when my words
are slow and measured
out on balances
and yours tumble

» Posted By sevenwords On 11.22.2013 @ 8:37 pm


wilting slowly
the summers over
and my need for sun
and mindless deeds
and tans and ice creams
is not quenched
but time is running out
i have not been watered
and im tilting

» Posted By sevenwords On 08.31.2013 @ 6:24 pm


ruff ruff
thats all thats spinning through my head
i swear
i googled it
but nothings coming to mind
this is not the right word for me
its definitely not the right word for me
and that is a fact
that is true
(my failed attempt at being dogmatic)
this word just isn’t for me

» Posted By sevenwords On 08.21.2013 @ 8:31 pm


im a damsel in distress
rescue me
come on
prince in charming
i’m waiting
at the bodega around the corner
but where are you?
smoking a cigarette in the park
sweating in the night with your arm around another
your tongue down her throat
or are you walking alongside me
but you aren’t seeing me
even though you’re looking me in the eye
you’re not seeing my distress
i’m a damsel in distress
please help me
i’m a mess

» Posted By sevenwords On 08.11.2013 @ 7:24 pm


when i grow up
i will have sons
and daughters
and we will live
in a house
amid the reeds
and they will run and run and run
and jump over the ground
lost in their footing
tripping over the creeks
while i watch from the porch
shoveling food into a babys mouth

and sometimes
when they run
i will follow
and amid my sons and daughters
as we tumble through the fields
i will become

» Posted By sevenwords On 08.09.2013 @ 9:13 pm


i want to bloom like a flower
that has not bloomed
i have not bloomed


and i dont know if i will ever
what if i am not like all the flowers that have come before
what if i am not a
late bloomer
but a
never bloomer
a not-bloomer

i want to bloom
for i have not bloomed

» Posted By sevenwords On 07.28.2013 @ 7:44 pm


laughing byt the pool
in our bikinis
yours fits you better
than mine
fits me
yours is snug tight
mine awkward i’m still all arms and legs
but it hardly matters
as we laugh at the lifeguard
calling seriously to all the other kids
to not jump
in the pool
they always
except today we suppose
they’ve gone on a bit of a

» Posted By sevenwords On 07.23.2013 @ 8:26 pm


across my room
are christmas lights
and little paper girls
hand in hand in hand in hand
dancing across my white ceiling
in a soft shaped arc

» Posted By sevenwords On 06.16.2013 @ 9:06 pm

across my room
are christmas lights
and little paper girls
hand in hand in hand in hand
dancing across my white ceiling
in a soft shaped arc

» Posted By sevenwords On 06.16.2013 @ 9:06 pm


we are all fools
at least we know it together
sitting on the floor
braiding each others hair
with out insufficiencies
and laughing
at all the things we dont know
and all the things we never

we are all fools
sitting cross legged
as our toes reach down to the floor
down to the
dip in the cool

» Posted By sevenwords On 06.09.2013 @ 6:58 pm


catapult yourself into my arms
and fly straight through me
take me with
you as you stream across the sky
launched into a high strong arc
higher than my arms
can reach when i stand on my
and reach for the stars

» Posted By sevenwords On 05.20.2013 @ 6:19 pm


sing me a lullaby
i need a lullaby
to call my screams
to make me stop
I. want. everyone. to. STOP.

and everything
stop talking to me
let the words fill my ears
let the music be what i hear
i dont care
i dont want to be here
banish all these thoughts
its been rough
its been tough
its been a tumble in the mud day
i know for me too
so sing it away
don’t complain to me
i don’t care anymore
i dont want anymore
i want sleep

» Posted By sevenwords On 05.19.2013 @ 6:19 pm


to ensue

i follow you with my eyes
smile when you grab my hand
and rush me down the hallway

i text you after school
(only because you’ve previously initiated conversations)
and hold onto every exclamation point
cross-examine your periods
with your spaces
hope that i’m overthinking disappointment
and truly reading excitement
with each push of a phone letter key
i wait
wanting something more to ensue

» Posted By sevenwords On 04.30.2013 @ 6:05 pm


her feet are on the dashboard
her lacquered toes
red nails
pale skin
how beautiful
i’d never think that i could find a body part so enthralling
but i do

these dashboard feet must have grown
from the days when her
parents loving placed them in booties
to the days where she shoved them
in high heels
out for a night on the town
i never really understood that expression.

she wiggles her toes
the sun coming through the window
the wind blowing her sandy
hair over her sunglasses
that she told me she wears
’cause she thinks they make her look fierce
she catches me staring,
and smiles giving me a little shove
“eyes on the road mister!”

» Posted By sevenwords On 04.09.2013 @ 5:07 pm


Red vines on the seat barrier between us as we watch the movie on the screen. I slowly pick one up. Twizzle it around my finger. Chew a bit, in what i hope to be a slightly seductive or at least cute manner. I’m not into the movie at all don’t care about the Mila Kunis-esque girl on the screen all I really care about is you, and your breathing right next to me. I peek out the corner of my eye and edge my hand slowly over the barrier, the red vine flavor still sweetening my mouth, blurring my judgement. But I do this only to find you’ve grabbed my fingers quickly, hungry.
You turn to me a twinkle in your eye.

» Posted By sevenwords On 04.04.2013 @ 4:21 pm


i’m plagued
with the sunbeams
that dazzle my toes
and wander down
my eyes
my thighs
i realize
the beauty
in the warm summer
and my feet
they wiggle

i’m plagued
with the malt caramel skin
the always-tan look
that i wear with a smile

i’m plagued with a thought
that maybe my plagues
are not plagues at all
but wonders
i just haven’t seen

» Posted By sevenwords On 03.31.2013 @ 6:17 pm


her smile is not what it seems

the dark behind the seams

her hair hides glares beneath

her hands are at her sheath

» Posted By sevenwords On 03.21.2013 @ 5:22 pm

her smile is not what it seems

the dark behind the seams

her hair hides glares beneath

her hands are at her sheath

» Posted By sevenwords On 03.21.2013 @ 5:22 pm


tales of breakups
of chocolate nights
eaten with my silver spoons
of phone calls
where not just me
but both of us cried
wanting to hold onto those fragments
of our relationship
even as they drew the tears from their eyes
as i knew it work
we pleaded with each other
with ourselves
and you turned a blind eye

» Posted By sevenwords On 03.11.2013 @ 6:48 pm


i have withered
i am an old leaf
an old song
long gone
long forgotten

a memory that has fallen
quietly to the ground and now lays
crunched under the feet of school children

» Posted By sevenwords On 03.10.2013 @ 12:24 pm


i have returned
beyond words
a mi mundo
i have returned
i’ll never go again
until i do
but thats so far away
and ill come back
i will come back
i will return

» Posted By sevenwords On 03.07.2013 @ 4:49 pm


you are a weakling.
nothing compared to me.
balk in my strength.
let me sap your energy
my hunger will leave
your frame to blow away
naught but a paper cut-out
you cannot bear the burdens of society
you are not worthy
not good enough
to manage

» Posted By sevenwords On 03.03.2013 @ 6:56 pm


how ironic, this is my biggest problem nowadays, the thing i’m most scared of.
the thing my grandmother has had to write me a three paged email about.
the thing i’m trying to understand,
but isn’t it that way for us all?
we all try so hard

» Posted By sevenwords On 12.15.2012 @ 6:02 am


be patient.
you’ll grow.
your heart will come to know things that
it never knew before
you eyes will come to see the world
in a way you never have
your mind will expand its boundaries
to reach the endless shore

» Posted By sevenwords On 12.13.2012 @ 5:30 pm


“I’m available,” he says.
He’s perfect. With his tousled brown hair, his deep green eyes. Why can’t he be mine?
“Okay so we’ll meet tomorrow?”
His lips are moving. I’m mesmerized. I shudder back into reality,
“Yeah, sure-i-i’ll be there.” I answer.
He’s available–not to swoop me away as my prince charming, but to be tutored in math by me tomorrow.
I sigh.
It’s a start.

» Posted By sevenwords On 12.11.2012 @ 6:03 pm

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