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