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Days Left

A full two and a half months
two and a half months
2 1/2 months
2 1/2
2.5
2

-Emrayla S.

A Lead Step

One last effort
to push on.
One last breath
of snowy air.
Breathe;
through bridle joints
and pay one last price
for freedom.

You're almost there.

-Emrayla S.

The Storm - After the Power Went Out

glide sleek downward
no sound

I see a loving caring man;
he wants to help.
He doesn't know how.
He's trapped inside this man:

Go away!
You're irritating me.
No I won't do that for you.
No I don't agree with anything you've said.
No I won't...so stop being so...you.
Do you even hear yourself?

glide sleek downward.
He's gone now;
both of them.

-Emrayla S.

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