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Laura Alaniz

Laura Alaniz

Poetry

Nothing makes people flee
Like reading them poetry
They value it in theory
But please don’t make them read
 
Surprise me with your verse
You have to grab me
Rhyming will only make it worse
You won’t catch me with just flow

(2015)

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The medication is not me But neither is the sickness it tre… You may hear its effects In my voice In my opinions
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Can we talk?

A conversation With a true friend Leaves your life richer Maybe with a laugh A smile on your face
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You are loved

Didn’t they know that people cared? That they were loved? Why didn’t someone tell them?
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Girls like us

I need to tell you How to survive With our disposition It’s okay to cry Maybe
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Stability

I crave stability Neither wandering spirit Nor home-body Yes I’d love to travel But the foundation
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Restless As I lay in bed Trying to fall asleep These are my clues I might be low
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Caught in the middle

Why can’t I choose to be somewhere in the middle? Surrounded by extremes Measure everything With a grain of salt
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Respect begets respect

The more you treat me like a nag The more I become one I’m sorry if I micromanage Your clean clothes Your hot meals
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