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Sinking

as she sinks
he rises. 

as he sinks
she sinks too.

Copyright © Olivia Brooks | Year Posted 2014



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School Girls

the school girls race around.
red ribbons flying. 
catching on corners. 
and lost dreams. 

they take pictures. 
and laugh. 
smiling, posing.
distorting their faces to perfection. 

they gossip. 
chatting about who likes who.
who said what. 
silently building armies. 

they look. 
flipping their hair. 
turning this way and that to get the best view. 
not really seeing at all.

Copyright © Olivia Brooks | Year Posted 2014

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Building

the hair glistens 
catching the morning light.

wisps lay
on the floor
like secrets, 
building a barrier. 

as they fall.
and break. 

they gather on
the floor. 

creating walls. 
to keep you out. 

one is letting go. 
but at the same time. 
is building a new
barrier.

Copyright © Olivia Brooks | Year Posted 2014

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Deeper

as you get deeper,
the consequences grow.

you let go for the first time
paddling away
for the first time.

swim back to safety
in your fathers arms.

then go again
knee deep.
stomach deep.

as you get deeper,
the consequences grow. 

chest deep.
shoulder deep. 

as you get deeper,
the consequences grow. 

neck deep. 
head deep. 

as you get deeper,
the consequences grow. 

like a commitment, 
a contract, 
a binding term.

as you get deeper,
the consequences grow. 

it swells up, 
around you.
unexpected. 
flailing. 
panicking. 

suffocating.

trying to find the arms 
you thought
were safe. 

but now.
you are old, 
grown up. 

on your own. 

drowning. 

as you get deeper, 
the consequences grow.

Copyright © Olivia Brooks | Year Posted 2014

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Viels

i am
alone. 

sitting in the dark.
with only the world. 

but still,
i cannot help
but feel. 

people breathing,
on my neck. 

reminds me 
of their presence. 

they tell me 
"why are you doing this?"
"you have my attention, now stop."
"you don't need help."

but can't they see
that they are blinded by
their do gooding, 
and small donations. 

am i 
the only one, 
that has pulled back the veil
that is 
false pretenses?

Copyright © Olivia Brooks | Year Posted 2014




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