strong girls wear knee socks

we will never cry
it is a sign of weakness
pull up your knee socks

night fever

chicken skin and veins
knew this was just a cold sweat
the sheets were soaking

that sucks don't tell

staring right through me
it's like they know my secret
that sucks please don't tell

rising senior

have a great summer
he loves her yearbook picture
he would wear it out

that old house we lived in

one house I lived in
the hallways were long and dark
I thought there were ghosts

sweet bouquet

she was delicate
and dried out from wrong-doings
she would have to grow

water and whales

feeling that sea breeze
she called to the whales
they would heal her wounds