wash
dearest, dearesti write to you bearing bad news
the air has gone flat
and the ocean no longer swirls
dewdrops have been forgotten
and spring has grown cold
the colors are muted
and the wind no longer sings
eyes are but shallow streams, holding water
and salt
fingertips do not crackle when they touch
for the first time
one look no longer steals the air
from my lungs
i cleansed myself in the rivers and
dearest, dearest
i write to you bearing bad news
i've cleansed myself of you
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I live in Eureka, CA, a small town in Humboldt County. I am a sophomore at Arcata High School. My hobbies include playing basketball and volleyball and photography. I also enjoy reading classic and modern literature. Edgar Allan Poe is among my favorite poets and my favorite poem by him is "Annabel Lee."
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