Medians
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My Pawpaw’s favorite job
(I know because I asked him once)
was mowing grass on
highway medians
This is a new section of the blog I created in 2024 to hold any random creative pieces I write that don’t fall into any other category. Think of it as “Instagram Stories” for a blog. These are mostly poems and quick-draft essays written in the moment, with very little editing and likely many typos. It’s a space to play and breathe.
Two women DM about The Last of Us 2: a poem about life
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Content warning: MAJOR The Last of Us Part 2 spoilers. Like. MAJOR. DO NOT READ THIS if you haven’t already played The Last of Us 2 OR don’t plan on watching season two of the show and don’t care about spoilers. If you don’t fall into one of those two categories skip this one.
Special thanks to my friend Ashley for letting me turn our DMs into a poem. Italics are me, bold is her. Line breaks are mine, but no words were added; everything else is as it was in our DMs.
Read MorePennsylvania after Christmas
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The flurries rush toward
The window
Like tissue paper at
The end
of a taylor swift concert
“Wow!” I say, from
the back seat.
