Colleges (AHH)Claremont Mckenna
Pomona
Stanford
Yale
Georgetown
UChicago
Harvard
Tufts
Duke
UNC-CH
UPenn
UVA
Vassar
Swarthmore
Williams
Wesleyan
Columbia
yeah so i'm slightly anxious about college. and applying. and getting rejected.
keeping my head up.
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NoThe volume on my senses has been turned down to low. And this is how we’ll go for the time that we’re alone. For now I just have to tow this deep and heavy shadow. If we could only know just how to show that we would throw it all back again just to steal back our sloth, our sympathies and our sad smiles. This is swimming in shallow water to try to make you recognize what was behind my eyes. Now all we can do is lie when we sigh about how high we could have reached to teach each other just how much we mean and the future that’s yet to be seen.No
by ~expungemalice
A-mare-ic-aI walked through the crowded halls of Ellis Island watching the faces go by. There were strong faces. There were sad faces. There were mean looking peoples. I didn’t like them. Some had long crooked jaws that hung over like a cliff while others had eyes like wet marbles. In these wet marbles some held a glint of determination and others a glimmer of hope. But fear was ever present. I was afraid of them. They scared me. Turning and ducking and weaving through the crowd I came towards my destination. I had passed all the testA-mare-ic-a
by ~expungemalice
telephone poles pass me by...The sun roared down on us with the intensity of a sweet southern summer. I rested my eyes and my mind, while leaning against the ’48 Hudson. The red exterior I was next to just screamed for speed limits to be broken and the convertible was suited to the task. I can attest for that. But while we waited for Sarah to finish in the cornfield, Ed wandered into the wooden shack near the woods. He groped around eventually finding an old clay jug of whisky, half painted grey and the other half brown. Delight radiated from our faces with the discovery. We were as happy as thetelephone poles pass me by...
by ~expungemalice
Craft-ingMetal grates threw shifting silhouettes Of the moon’s meanders on the crete. Warehouse evenings, twisting turning Spent man together Building, making themselves In godly form. Come to see Blowtorch burning and saw Splicing spruce Swiftly to the floor. Chips of wood collected quietly While they worked wonders for the world Religion ratified, by show of hands The men will never ask.Craft-ing
A sign wavered in wind of heavens, Rope uncoiling fast. It crashed at last
Coming to the earth.
A cat slid by and sifted in The war
by ~expungemalice
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