Poem: Literary

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During high school lunch

I went outside

even in the snow

because I had no one.

I sat with my pen and book

wrote poetry as food.

I wasn’t starving

and the cafeteria was gross

pocketed the lunch money

like my own bully

The poet bully…

Some cool kids on the inside

thought my poetry writing was cool

Avant garde.

I was a high school poet

aka virgin super invisible

Literary Nerdess

lonely.

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