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Even when it’s been so long

I can still smile

at the way you looked

when words were never needed.

Creep

How long

have you been watching me?

How much

did you see,

and why

do you linger in the hallway

waiting for me

after class?

Don’t press send

Break me in half

so I don’t have to try to be whole again

because a part of me

left

when you left

and that piece was holding this all together

Micro Poetry: Move

If you

let it go

the past

only hurts

in the present

Mirco Poetry: I Looked Up At The Moon

The moon looks angry tonight,

red dusted across its face,

like blood has already been spilled.

What did you do?