red riding hood’s warning

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dearest girl don’t trust

boys with sharp eyes masked with slewed questions of mock stupidity

who smile with teeth so bright they mask the fangs

peeking above the horizon of their lips in a faux snarl

and say your name like it is a casual thing to come and go

just one of million to rumble up from their cavernous chests

where their heart is expected to rest

but these kinds of boys have long since turned heartless

an immortal evolutionary adaption Darwin himself could not find the answer to

because these boys are turned more wolf than man

but hide it with the sly superiority of alpha confidence

and let it peek through with the animalistic gleam in their eyes

when full white smiles like that of the full moon

are present on the faces of the girls whose names are spoken

with the casual authority of these boys with fangs tucked neatly

inside the flesh of their lips

and dearest I warn you to never trust boys with honeyed words

that are shadowed with the ashy residue of anger

and the sly smirk of known wittiness

for they are armed with fangs and claws

just waiting to devour you

superman

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for drew

 

he sits alone before class starts

his eyes looking so bleak

but as a man he can’t show his sadness

or else he’ll be labeled as weak.

 

he does classwork quick

but never the best he can

because he can’t seem too smart

for he is a man.

 

at home his father raises a hand

tells him to man up and take it

and if he turns to walk away

the harder the hit.

 

since elementary he’s been told

the rules on how to be a man

but no matter what he does

he is always less than.

 

he doesn’t understand why

men are labeled by society

supposed to be strong and brave

and without anxiety.

 

he’s sick of being dehumanized

to a man of steel

because out of all the expectations for superman

none of them are real.

 

real men hurt and cry

real men feel fear and can be smart

and he believes he is a man

all because of his heart.

 

it was your choice

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it was your choice to up and leave.

i’ve known you forever baby, i’m not stupid when it comes to you.

i know you know what your actions did to me

so why?

why did you choose to leave after twelve years of pure friendship and laughter?

why did you choose to leave even when you know that it’d put me in the worst place possible?

i’m empty and lost, wandering the desert alone

beautiful boy

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i think somewhere past the atmosphere

a space boy loved his little space sister

and so he taught her how to ride shooting stars

while catching moonbeams off of comet trails

and he loved her so much that when the choice came

to save her from reality but forget

or them shatter into supernovas together

by growing up

he tried to chose the best one

but his choice was faulty because

she would have shattered a thousand times for him

while he would infinitely decide to grow up for her

–irony is that they both shattered anyways

all american boy

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his jean jacket hugs his shoulders

as he touches the brim of his red ball cap

in the only goodbye i’ll ever get from him

and he shoots me one last smirking grin

his rover keys swinging around his index finger

always an adrenaline junkie living off of caffeine

and petal-to-the-metal surges of feelings

that in the end

i never could give him

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there was no suddenness to our end:

no avalanche of heated arguments

or a sudden loss of feelings in a terrifying drop

no

we ended so slowly that

i sometimes catch myself thinking

that i spent over two lifetimes with you

but in neither did you ever love me

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her belly folds like an accordion

the purple lightning bolts of her thighs touching tile

as a yellow handle of a glorified razor is clasped in her palm

which she she uses to desperately shave the golden fur on her legs

(the last proof that she has relations with the lioness)

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mw- lemonade, porch swings, pinky promises, hot baths, baggy t-shirts, wildflowers, accoustic guitar, starry nights, chacos, novels, pumpkin pie, ankle bracelets, beach towels, field guides, skinny diping, sharpie tattoos, short hair, polariod photos, string lights, campfire smoke, feminist quotes, post cards, poetry, ripped jean shorts, skipping stones, big laughs, fireworks,kitchen dancing, sweaters, orange cream popcicles, sassy sayings, rain boots, sunscreen, tangled sheets.

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