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Eden Joyce

If you don't learn to write your own story, someone else will write it for you

5 poems·Since August 2017

I am a Confirmed, practicing Catholic, young Luke Skywalker is my crush, and I don't settle for political correctness or liberal logic.

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One Second

August 23, 2017

The hydrant at the corner is missing,

The windshield is red.

Beneath the hood sounds a lot of hissing.

A neighbor's dog barks off his head.

 

My friends in the back are cold

While I'm still warm.

All of us firmly in the seat belt's hold,

I've sounded the alarm.

 

The message in my lap remains unsent.

My best friend wonders Where you at?

God be merciful and let me repent.

For He knows where I'm at.

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