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  • Eighth Grade

    All I knew prior to eighth grade were books and bible camps. Now there were lockers and puberty, rules and jokes I didn’t understand. There was no one to catch my fall when flip-flop slid across spilled water. No one to tell me I needed a pass to use the bathroom. There was someone to…

    Paige

    March 22, 2023
    poetry
    eighth grade, feelings, middle school, poem, poetry
  • Desperation

    I. In the sun room a fly is stranded on its back wings pressed against painted blue wood floors tiny, string-like limbs flailing at the air. II. In the sanctuary a girl’s head gets light feet glued against maroon colored carpet tiny hairs grow across her limbs. III. In the spirit the christians walk by…

    Paige

    March 7, 2023
    poetry
    christian, church, pastor, poem, poetry
  • Salad

    One must have a mind of salad to select a bowl of crunchy greens mixed with nuts and seeds as the only course of which to eat; And there must be a craving for oil, tangy or creamy, poured over food from the soil raw and cold, each bite requires teeth and time to taste…

    Paige

    February 26, 2023
    poetry
    food, poetry, satire
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