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(from Spoken War)
Growing up feels really hard
Sand is hard if you think about it
I don’t like ‘life metaphors’
So I don’t know why I am writing this poem
I don’t understand
I’m going to jump into a swimming pool and swim to the bottom
and then float up to the top
and then keep floating out of the water and drop back onto the ground
and I’ll be sad because my clothes are wet
I will lay there and the sun will dry me out
and I will turn into sand
That’s what growing up is like
I’m going to roll around in sand and write a book about it
And the book will contain ‘life metaphors’
I will give the book to you as a present
You can hold it over your head like an umbrella
And sand will come out
The sand will be me
We will grow up together
Like some kind of ‘life metaphor'
Raven, The
(from Amphibius)
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