#andrew warner

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She does love hanging out with her brother, as much as he annoys her xD

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Bipolar disorder is less like a coin, it’s less like two-face, it’s more like the middle of a traffic light at two am. It is less stop and go, more like slow. Like sometimes.

Andrew Warner, "A Love Letter To My Best Friend"

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Andrew Warner - "A Love Letter To My Best Friend"

If spring is the eager season, then you are the late bloomer of autumn

You are definitely orange…

Like an orange, or a sunset sometimes

But sometimes sunsets can be purple

Purple is regal.

And rare like orange, but I have heard way more people say that purple is their color, and lavender is their look, and violet is their name, and mauve is their polish, and velvet is their skin, but…

Orange is reserved for the Velma archetype and the Vermilion poke-fan and the Pumpkin Ghost and the rustic tangerine shirt of Merman

You are orange… like, sometimes

Orange… like, maybe?

Like, sometimes I see you by the curb, in construction and

the next day you are gone

Like a traffic cone,

You face the sky like a circus cannon

Sometimes you are so ready to get fired up

Sometimes you are so unwilling, you bolt your soles to the sidewalk

And I forget how planted you are,

posed in pavement

I see you like a pylon in between traffic lanes

No matter how steep your neck, it is always on the line for someone else’s safety

You are orange like Caution, like Slow

Sometimes you are orange like Garfield on a rainy day

Your thoughts are like uncharted Martian sands

They are beautiful in their existence, but still considered alien

Your ideas are a pumpkin patch

Where you can’t really tell which root sprouts which fruit

You just know they are grand and still growing

I have seen you wear orange, like a lion’s mane

like Pride Rock and Lion King

like the goldfish that stays up all night

You are orange like radioactive happiness

like bio-hazardous laughter

You are the beautiful disaster of Guy Fieri’s T-shirt

wearing Mario Batali’s Crocs

Doctors wanted to stabilize you

they told you orange is too abrasive

It is too creative

Orange is Attention Deficit

You’ve already heard them call you

Orange, like disorder

What’s another couple of words before it?

You are orange like a monarch butterfly

Your caterpillar is similar to any other inchworm or millipede

but no one ever sees the difference between a monarch and a moth

Mom said your tantrums could be mistaken for mood swings

Your sleep patterns are not insomnia, but school-related stress

You get extra time on tests, but they were never designed to assess your kind of intelligence.

Because you are orange like a clockwork

One that can be fucked up and brilliant at the same time

Maybe that’s why I think you’re brilliant

Bipolar Disorder is less like a coin, it’s less like two-face,

more like the middle of a traffic light at two a.m.

it is less stop-and-go, more like Slow,

like, sometimes… like, maybe?

I noticed your prescription bottles

And prescription glasses are both autumn orange.

I wonder if it’s difficult to discern

which one changes the way you see the world

and which one changes the way you see yourself.

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7-10-17 Physically, they may indeed have been in the 'tiny' category; categorically-speaking, however, their presence filled the room & spilled over all the way back to Canada, tricycles or not. They were definitely poets, and their names are Emma Field, Angelica Poversky and Andrew Warner. Enjoy!

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Andrew came over too and they’re getting along yay!

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lol I forgot I gave her brother a key xD