elementia

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By JDC Resident

I want to touch a tree.
Not just any tree.
A tree with big green leaves.
I miss the shade trees
give on hot summer days.
The way they smelled, not
like a flower, just the
overall smell of nature.
I want to sit on


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By JDC Resident

I see purple oranges bouncing
Silly rabbits singing
twisted colors, sadistic hallucinations
these purple oranges hanging from a noose
dripin in my cup is purple orange juice


Sometimes I Cry

By JDC Resident

Sometimes when I sit in my room I think of home
I think of all the things I miss and how I’m alone
In all the loneliness I get consumed in sadness and fear
Then I feel the pain as I shed a tear
Sometimes when I’m in my room and I’m entrapped in silence