hurricane girl

my name is lee, and this is where i tell my poetry to get a job and send it out into the world on its own // "cut me open and the light spills out. stitch me up and the light keeps streaming out between the stitches." -richard siken contact: [email protected]

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me? resurfacing from the dead because of a crazy series of internet coincidences that lead to me finding someone has a tattoo of some of my work and frantically posting one of the few poems I have typed up since 2019 because medical training ate into my creativity? it’s more likely than you think

feeling warm and inspired by these warm little weirds. need to get back to writing.

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i told you i wouldn’t text you (or, houseplants)

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napowrimo 14 // the college romance poem

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napowrimo 13 // viscera

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napowrimo 12 // things that remind me of you (a partial list)

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napowrimo 11 // a daydream i had in savasana

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napowrimo 10 // parallel universes

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napowrimo 9 // tryon, nc, 6:08pm

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napowrimo 8 // coping

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napowrimo 7 // eucharist

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napowrimo 6 // changing of the seasons

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napowrimo day 5 // from the bird to the comet

(inspired by sarah kay’s “the toothbrush to the bicycle tire”

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napowrimo day 4 // boy

(here’s hoping this won’t be a month of breakup poems)

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napowrimo day 3 // confirmation

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napowrimo day 2 // addressing the people i have slept with (part 3)

man this one really stings now lol

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napowrimo 2019 // 1. q&a with ghosts III

i’m baaaaack

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the average human has five liters of blood //

moving across the country is hard