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Taylor McCarthy graduated from Colby-Sawyer College in 2014 with a BA in English and concentrations in Philosophy and Art.

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You've Convinced Yourself

They say they’re helping you--

You can believe them, be convinced,

But truly

You are helping yourself

With the words of others

The ones you’ve accepted

The ones you’ve understood

The ones you’ve convinced

yourself with thus you’ve convinced yourself

With others’ words

But you’ve convinced yourself

Truly

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Morning Daze (edited)

Eyes dreaming--innocence, floating

jars of water and even though

they're shut, a sneeze--the sun

brightening eyelids peach, pressing

through cracks, waking for day though

this daze won't break; body cold, memory warm.

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Morning Daze

My eyes are dreaming of innocence and floating jars of water and Even though they're shut I sneeze as the sun brightens my eyelids peach pink She's shining through the cracks of the shades Telling me wake up for the day But my daze won't break; my body is cold and these memories warm

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Passing By (edited)

Man caught up in frivolity

To woman, growth and love.

Too busy weighing stones,

Or picking flower's petals.

Why is it that two cannot dance

On the same cloud passing by?

One missing, suchlike a train,

One waiting for its passenger,

But neither meet, although

They know each other well.

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Passing By

Man caught up in frivolity

To woman—growth and love.

Too busy weighing stones,

Or picking petals off flowers.

Why is it that two cannot dance

On the same cloud passing by?

One missing like a train,

The other waiting for its passenger,

But neither meet, although

They know each other quite well.

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Save Us (edited)

When your mind becomes a cloud,

save us on shallower ground,

on your heart where we'll dance to it's song.

Because I know its hard when

clouds send thoughts like heavy rain, hurricanes,

and spin you in all directions.

Our souls standing there, juggling different fears,

as the clouds of rain try to wash them near

the tides moving, but they just won't take.

When the rain bows in your tears' defense,

save us on shallower ground,

on your heart where we'll dance to its song.