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seven - Taylor Swift
“Your braids like a pattern,
Love you to the moon, and to Saturn.”
I’ve left my shoes under the couch.
Maybe they should stay there.
Then, maybe, a piece of me will stay
when I’m long gone.
Like the spot on the carpet
that’s been there for as long as I can remember.
I see it, mirrored, on my soul.
This place has left its mark on me.
Some stains, not even the gods can wash away.
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Thank you for considering my poem! It's not a simultaneous submission - I want to make sure there's no risk that any of my work gets published in two places accidentally.
"seven - Taylor Swift" is how I'm currently feeling as I get ready to graduate high school. I did my best to reference both spots in our theater office, a place where I spend much of my time, as well as the last play that we performed, Mary Zimmerman's Metamorphoses.