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The 17-Year-Old Girl As the World's First Immortal

She breathes between silhouettes and bed sheets, A kind of bitten lip hopeful-too old and far too young to take herself seriously. Her older sister- the Grand canyon God said she shall have everything and nothing, live through the Cold war and the Roman empire,see the dawn and sunset of humanity God asks why after thousands of years the seventeen-year-old girl is still uncomfortable in her own skin And she says 'I am 17 and unsure of myself-this is how you have made me-too much girl to be woman, too much tremble to be thunder' She says 'I can live on song lyrics but I have not yet realized the world is more pearl than oyster' The 17 year old girl is not careful, she does not think before she jumps she does not look both ways. She forgets she cannot breathe water The 17 year old girl is everything that has ever been 17 and on that list is God and redwoods and every single wonder of the world she is so ancient she forgot she has limitations because when the gods put her here they said be free, they said love who you love, they said graffiti the bathroom door, they said forget anything fun is illegal, they said swallow a firecracker if you feel like it. they said do everything with your whole heart and nothing less and she said, "Don't touch me"

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Date: 9/6/2019 1:20:00 PM
I have missed your poetry and this right here is a perfect reason why. Hi Iris, it's been a long time. So nice to see you here again. This was very deep and definitely one that makes the reader think. Your work is still as creative as I remember. Beautifully done.
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Iris Blade
Date: 9/6/2019 2:04:00 PM
Thank you so much Chris! I really appreciate your feedback. I'm working on turning this one into a longer, slam-esque poem that I hope to perform. I've missed poetry soup and your encouraging words!

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