Sophie Hide Poems

A small dog crosses the road.
You hit dog. You keep going.
dog di-
A small dog crosses the road.
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black
black
dark
darkness
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I stand here not to talk but to briefly
observe. They are chatting but I am not.
I can't. I just spurt with laughter when they
do. I don't know the conversation, all
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I saw you first during English class.
You were put opposite me.
I laughed and chatted with her,
secretly looking at you.
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