YESTERDAYS

POETRY BY EVY MICHAELS

Why do I love poetry? It's more than word play and less about the pay. Let's just say that for the first time in a long while I stopped running, stared at my darkest worst and said, "come here, you belong with me".

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What Now

What now that I write what I dare not speak, ink braver than breath, truth safer on the page. What now that I read these words, as though...

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Either way

I didn’t mean to stay. But some hearts, once found, are impossible to put down. Yours felt like a story I already knew, and still, I read...

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How to Hold a Girl Like Me

Do not reach for me only when I am easy to carry. I will not make myself weightless so you can feel strong. Do not confuse my willingness...

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