#2014 prompted

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dread (prompted poem 51/52)

for days i have been trying to tell myself that nothing is wrong everything is fine 100% okay 10/10 perfect.

but when my throat closes up at just the prospect of talking to the man i love more than anything in the world, and i can't bring myself to open a text for a solid 90 minutes, clearly there's a problem here.

this anxiety has stripped me of my normalcy and this depression has stolen all of my eloquence, and i can't handle the fact that intangible disorders are controlling my every move and making me dread the only things that know how to make me smile.

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perspective of your older self (prompted poem 48/52)

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criminals (prompted poem 47/52)

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time (prompted poem 46/52)

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homework (prompted poem 43/52)

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something simple that you love (prompted poem 40/52)

i have spent the past two weeks so immersed in mathematics and chemistry that i forgot what the fuck words even mean to me.

being a poet for 3 years, this feels like i have stepped into a foreign land where all my thoughts are skewed, but still i would never trade this for the world. equations make me feel whole in a way words have never been able to wholeheartedly master.

i wish my poems were not compromised, but if it means finding my smile, i don't mind abandoning words for numbers and, when need be, a myriad of forced rhymes for just a little while.

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Take a memory and rewrite it. Think “What I said and what I should have said” (Prompted poem 32/52)

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real quotes from real people i know (prompted poem 27-52)