Maya Hanson Poems

I always miss you more when
I invite you back in,
when you pass through the doors behind my eyelids.
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Tell me if you're coming by,
passing within a mile or a hundred
I'll turn like a magnet
to your scent but I can't show it
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I know how the wind's gonna blow
I'm trying to be something you need
I know how the world loves you so
but I'll keep you tucked in my sleeve
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I'm carbon and you're silver.
You'd think we had so many differences
but really we're just on opposite sides of the same chart
that some scientist made a million years ago
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You tell me this place is welcoming
this place is like a quiet haven in the woods no one knows about
You tell me I'm just wearing the wrong shoes
but how can that be
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All the lonely places
I keep seeking in my sleep
wash away the shame
in soft and shadows
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I'd love to write one
of those half open stories
Sour, salty, bittersweet,
spilling out memories
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When I sweat my scars until they run off my chest like a landslide,
paint them on a canvas in galaxy colors,
they look an awful lot like magic.
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Can I choose what to keep
and what to lose and what to hide
Can I push back the river
so you can cross the bridge I can't hold
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If I'm a stone let me be
Let the world play tricks on my crumbling dust
but still feed me at the end of the day
in colors I can't help but breathe in
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