Zoe Nyght Poems

flighty windswept raven hair and
eyes deep
like black rudimentary soil,
mischievous, wildroot dimples,
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Nights on the beach we tried to reach China
(the air salty, the wind rough)
always searching for something
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The World smiles at me
like I never thought it would
and I blush like the little girl I am.
Hungrily,
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I don’t know if my parents had
big dreams I don’t know if they
fell deeply into young love I don’t
know if they ever cried for the
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One step to my right will send me careening.

I am blocked to my left by the barrier of nothing.
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When the days start to slide
into two-faced mediocrity,
should we blend back
into the dreams we come from?
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I need the control, we screamed.
Come a little closer, you begged.
Let’s share our souls, I meant.
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[Sweet birch trees, swishing
in the breeze, blushing
periwinkle hues spread across the sky and
fingers laced. Traced, backwards,
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We are two figures
silhouetted against a smoky, quivering backdrop.
Once we move the world tips
me into you
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He whispered something like,
I had a dream last night.
The trees were envious of your beauty,
and lost in your confusion.
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