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Daisy Cho Poem
I hate the way that voices
Echo
Make me feel like a tool
Or in rooms, when it’s introduction time
And they expect you to bloom
Icebreakers are a kind of chore I’m used to doing, too
But still I feel kind of closed-off
When it hits
The room
Chip on
My shoulder like
Little plastic bags
They drown my voices and take up space in my head
I used to fear the
Echoes but then I started to feel a bit better
But then there were the school holidays and
Alone it all crashed like the weather
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Seashell fists, salt-bitten and flipping stones
watching waves contort
as they crashed into one another
I remember liking how sun rays shone on my teeth
when my face would tilt up as I laughed
but did my teeth yellow
from all the days I spent smiling up at the sky?
I, a fluid body plucked
from the sea
to a classroom seat
My bare skin
against a school chair
rubbed till sore and raw pink
When I can count every pore on your face
each fold of your skin
magnified up to mine
The sweat on your eyelids / tear ducts and all
boxes me up into four bleached-white walls
It would be nice if I could wait
for blood to flow between my legs
before I raise alarms on my tongue
that twists
when I feel the heat
I wish to be an 8-foot giant
with wiry hands of steel
who walks through cityscapes
fingers pointed to the sky
For once I wouldn’t have to raise my voice
I bite with my adult teeth
And sharpen my nails against sandpaper
My 8-foot- giant-footprints would leave marks on the ground
Yet it’s all but a thought I have
when I stare out of the class window
I wish to be with those girls cast in wax
but someone has to be here
with the seashell fists clenched tight
legs pinned to a chair
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People say I’m shy
But really I just feel inferior
To the brilliant minds that tick like clocks in the mirrors
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I spent a lot of time alone in bed like I am right now
Peeking through my windowsill
And watching little children on bikes with training wheels
But then I looked into my own room, and
Saw something I couldn’t bear
It was like a tornado
But quiet, not a sound
Destructive in its ways that teared me down,
Into pieces, into pieces
I saw something couldn’t bear
It was cold and harsh,
An icy winter air
It was destructive in its ways that tore me down
Over and over again
Left me in its wake to piece back the pieces all again
Selfishly i thought it was the end
But then, but then
The winter came back
But in the disguise of a summer waving goodbye
And it all started again
The loneliness was in the air
Collecting snowflakes in my hair
The season changes were too hard to bear
That I stopped combing my hair
And every little task that I used to find easy
Became a chore that I had to do because of necessity
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Daisy Cho Poem
Kitsch, give me a
Sign
To go
It’s kinda funny how
life
goes on
While you sit in a corner
all
alone
The saturday blues are real,
To
Your
Shoes
Weighing
You down like stones
On your foot
And the
Crinkle cuts of the eyes
Are a beshrew
Aging, as they call it,
In action,
A sequence
“Folds aren’t good for you”
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I have a guitar string heart
You plucked the
Strings and healed the
Scars
I have a guitar string heart
You’re the one who came and healed my
Scars
I was used to being abandoned at
The corner of a wall
When you came
Along and-
Plucked my strings and closed
The wounds
Never would I have
Imagined you
My heart was broken into pieces
And left alone
I was torn but
Then you-
Plucked my strings and closed
The wounds
And this song is sounding
Choppy and
That’s because of
You
You make my heart stutter
When you’re in
The room
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No, my heart doesn’t ache anymore
Eating ice cream on the beach
It’s June, and with it all,
For the first time
In a while-
It’s calm
I’ll try diving in the pool
Cold hands wrap around me
As I look at the skies painted blue
The lessons I’ve lived
Won’t come back to haunt me-
Not anymore
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Tab 8
The summer pains will
Go away; and once winter breaks
Problems become numb
The snow and cold air
Soothe your sunburns, and the lake
Of your mind freezes in the mint
For the first time in
A while, even though your nose
Is red- there is peace
But the harsh winds get
Repetitive over time
You crave the sunlight
And when you know
It is time to step into
The light- and start (a)new
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I hope that the sun melts away
And the air gets quietens down
Soon
I’ll be waiting here
For the light to leave my shoulders
And the winds to get cooler
It’s a shame
That things like this become
Something to be feared
The seasonal swings graze
My ear
And I’ve only just started summer break
But I’m tired of the beating sun
Down my back
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