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A Letter Never Sent
Hey there old friend, A lot has happened since I last saw you. The world is burning, everyone is full of rage, communities are turning on themselves, and here I am still thinking about you. When the air feels gray I imagine the night we went to the cemetery. We really wanted to see that albino woman. Now, I don’t think we could’ve handled the scare. But, do you remember what happened that night? I lost my phone, so we had to go back to look for it. Not an easy task as we had just fled the grounds out of fear of night birds. I was afraid my mom was going to kill me if she found I lost my phone and how. So, you went back to the abyss of that cemetery with me. We looked on the ground as you called my phone over and over. We didn’t find it that night. We went back the next morning to look in the daylight. Within 10 minutes you had found it lying face down in the grass, battery dead. My soul aches remembering this. Not since have I found a friend big enough to face the dark with. You were a golden spirit in my life that night.
By Stephanie Bojanek 3 years ago in Poets
Dear Me
Dear Latoya, How are you my dear? What are you up to now? It's been years. I have been wanting to talk to you for so long. I wanted to catch you before life did you wrong. I been here all along...but silent. Maybe I should say I was SILENCED. By who? Don't know. They covered my mouth tight and refused to let go. enough about that mess tho. I am here now. Who am I right? I'm sure you want to know. I don't really have a name. I am your younger self, so I guess our names are the same. Hello Latoya.
By Latoya Giles 3 years ago in Poets
to know when to shut up and when to speak
Isn’t it frdutrating when someone jabs an unnecessary comment towards or about you, and you have to breifly decide if it’s worth stirring up your peace over? Sometimes ignoring them, though we’re told it’s the best thing we can do, only gets them more mad and makes them throw a couple more punches your way. Here’s the solution: let them. The angrier they get, the more it becomes their problem. The less of a problem you are, the more they will just stop.
By Clouded Regen3 years ago in Poets
