Me Myself and you

Playing Fetch With The Sun&nbsp;

Playing fetch with the sun&nbsp; &nbsp;I want to catch the sun. I want to see the world below me I want to be the sun. The reflection in everyone’s eyes.&nbsp; I want to catch the sun. Looking down, everyone. The world&nbsp; seems small minimal. When I look up&nbsp; the bigger&nbsp; impact I make.

I want to catch the sun. Hoping to bring the light. Hoping to shine on everyone’s&nbsp; lives. If it brings them so much joy&nbsp; maybe I should go catch the sun. If only I can jump and maybe I will catch the sun.

I am 17 years old and a rising junior at Pathways Academy of Technology and Design. I currently take interest in studying engineering and manufacturing. I’ve also taken a creative writing class since sophomore year and spent two summers at the Write to the Point Program. I’m a poet that enjoys centering my written work around my personal experiences and struggles. I enjoy finding connections between my own experiences and other people’s experiences as well. Writing has been my outlet for emotions, thoughts, and stories I may not feel comfortable saying out loud. Growing up in the arts has given me the confidence to say what I need to say and express what I want to express.

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I Only Wanted You For Sex

Your pleasure was only an afterthought. I don’t think I could ever love you&nbsp; for I am not into you. Men aren’t attractive.&nbsp; But there’s something about you&nbsp; I cannot admit to myself. I like you but not like that.&nbsp; I wanted to hook up in the bathroom&nbsp; but I did not. I will block you again. But I’m back. I’ll say I’m sorry or I will do better.&nbsp; I’ll say I want a relationship. But really I can’t do this. Goodbye for now…

Dear, O You'll never hear this message. These words will never cut you&nbsp; like your tongue ever did. You'll never hear me say&nbsp; I love you. You left me---&nbsp; May 14, 2021. I remember all those times we spoke. Your face/hands/mouth/eyes&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; (I miss them, to be honest.) But I'm glad we broke up. Goodbye for now….

Mirror Mirror

Mirror mirror.&nbsp;&nbsp; Who are you?&nbsp; I see a girl but is nothing like me. I look down and see a beautiful black skirt. I look up and see thick black hair. Mirror mirror.&nbsp; This isn’t me! Why do you show the girl I want to be?

Mirror mirror.&nbsp; Who am I? A boy? A girl?&nbsp; No, I am not.

Mirror mirror &nbsp;What am I? I want what’s in between Your glass and silver.&nbsp; I don’t want to be either. So don’t make me choose.&nbsp;

Moving On From The Climbing Tree

The trees were home&nbsp; The grass my bedroom, my space I’m my controller. This world is my tv screen We split because I aged I moved on. I grew. Activities are different. I am not a child

Loving you meant a thousand words I cannot speak.&nbsp; We spent 5 years together&nbsp; let’s make our 6th. My best friend throughout the years&nbsp; and my brother for all our lives. Loving you meant a lifetime of lessons. You are both my mom but also my dad. I was your blessing and curse but more importantly your child. You and my sister are what I call family.

Loving you meant a lifetime of entertainment.&nbsp; Nighttime stay-ups and smash bro battles. Not only my cousin but a friend. Someone, I can hang out with&nbsp; game with and fish. They say, “The blood of the coven is thicker than the water of the womb”. So to those, I call family, I love yall.