When I was a child
Jewel was on the radio
Gushers waited in my lunchbox
Rugrats played on one TV
Apple computers were only at school
And my favorite outfit was torn out of a magazine
Vacation wasn’t on cell phone screens
but instead floated on pictures
found in your mother’s basement
covered in dust and developed in twos
Snowfall was magic
Marriage was so far away
Fortune tellers fit in my pocket
And we always wondered
where we would end up
Today while driving
a 90’s song
introduced me to myself again
I smile because
I have advice for her
About the Creator
A Letter to the Firestarter
Dear Firestarter, We can all see you, we've been watching you since you began. In case you didn't know we were here before you and we will be here after. We witnessed your rise, your setbacks, your guilt and your lies. We witnessed you start the fire.
By Donny Foley6 days ago in Poets
The Piggy Project
I’ve had so many names in this life I lose track of which ones were ever really mine and which ones I wore because someone needed me to. Some were handed to me before I had words to refuse them, before I knew what they meant, before I knew I could say no. Most weren’t meant to hurt. That doesn’t mean they didn’t leave marks. Marks that told me who I belong to, who I am by way of who claims me, recognizes me in the good and bad, who walks beside me.
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