Fleeting

Hannah Johnson- I'm still really glad we broke up (a reading)

game changer.

I didnt write this.

I want to shrink my insides and my voice and my outsides until i fit in a very tiny closet and my voice is just a whisper because maybe then I will feel better, 
I will be leaving between the seasons, and you will change just like the weather, it will be for the better
every love letter i wrote you between classes will fall from your notebooks like the leaves were falling when I met you, like the snow will fall to the ground as i board the plane and leave you and us and we behind, 
It was always too complicated, we could not draw straight lines about who i was to you and where you fit in in my life 
we have been a mess since day one and you won in the game show of "who has been on my mind the most" I am losing it all as i throw my sweaters in this suitcase as i find the incomplete list from that sunday
everything marked except "tell him how you feel" because you and i were real even when we weren't it was easy until it wasnt, uuntil you said "You're really leaving." and I wish i could tell you all i have learnt in this past year with you holding my fingers in yours when i cried,
eventually we all say goodbye. 


We are all leaving.

A friendly letter to the Dean of my high school. 



A Letter To The Dean

Becoming.

On loving a girl with depression

tomorrow is my birthday and this is stuck in my head

this is the last poem i'll write about the ocean because the only one i cared about dried up

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better trouble

Performance Poet. Writer. Feminist. Design/Film Student. More alien than girl. Lover of beards, Cacti, books and axolotl.

dingus mingus 3000

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