poetry – Page 3 – Cat Zhang

Midnight on Friday

Chapter One Midnight on Friday, While the curtain was still down, Serena forced a finger down her throat Olivia twirled in front of a mirror

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Rumspringa: a period of adolescence during which a youth temporarily leaves the community to experience life in the outside world. He was a little different. If people were different platters at a buffet table, He would be the plain pastry near the edge, With doily underneath, looking frilly and fancy.

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The taste on my tongue

Bitter – like the taste as coffee settles on your tongue Some people enjoy the bite Others add sweetener I gradually settle for minimal sugar and cream

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The Midnight Reenactment of Middle School Love

Before I had said hi to you, I knew you just through fantasies. I watched you, infatuated, and asked myself: What are the birds and the bees?

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The way I feel tonight

Maybe its because I’m listening to emotional music – The harmonic bellows of two amateurs Fresh off the ‘tube With more talent than everyone else – Except maybe Beyoncé – Combined.

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The to-do list of an optimist

In the midst of all there is to feel, are you going to let sorrow dominate? There are dishes to wash, molars to floss, people to hug, and movies to pause. You’ve got emails to send, letters to write,

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An Ode to Frozen Yogurt

Here’s to you, frozen yogurt! I love your multiplicity in flavor, your variety in topping, your recent boom in popularity. What used to be a vague, alien concept is now a treat that I look forward to even in the dead of winter, in horribly cold 40-degree weather.

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I want to go to a poetry slam

i want to write poetry just to verbally deliver it i want to go to some random coffeeshop and listen to other people be really passionate about what they care about

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The Reality of Time Travel

I want to believe in time travel. I want to trust in all its glory, bask in all of its benefits. To never once more feel the fatal finality of irreversible action, to always have another option.

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Guest Post: :~)

o sweet sunrise – you are mine o sweet sunshine – be mine oh! you rise and fall you are mine o bitter days – without you what are they? what is missing? lighting the tunnel for me all mine – L