As promised, I dug up some more poetry from high school in honor of National Poetry Month.
This one is actually a twofer.
I found this tucked into the pages of my poetry notebook, and I’m imagining it’s the result of a Gallimaufry exercise. I can see how my poetry voice was starting to come out, instead of relying on cliches and melodramatic, high school girl language.
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