hope
i plant flowers in my head
let the roots seep down into
the mean and the ugly
i believe,
the plants will win the battle.
i stick the dirt into my fingernails and soak it in my scalp
water me
and perhaps i’ll grow a new world.
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I am a sophomore in college with a creative writing major with a marketing minor. I am heavily inspired by my journey of self love, my mental illness, the environment, nature, and other poets such as, Shakespeare, Sylvia Plath, Rupri Kaur, William Wordsworth, and many others.
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