Snitch
Sophia Roven (3/16/2017)
Soaring through the air.
Having a blast.
What?
Suddenly, lying on the ground.
What hit you?
Of course.
A bludger.
You’re alright.
Back to the air.
Where.
Where is the golden ball?
The snitch.
It is your job to find it.
There.
You see it.
Right in front of you.
Wait!
The other seeker.
Oh no.
You have a Firebolt.
He has a Cleansweep 11.
You can do it.
You are faster!
Come on...
You extend your arm.
No!
You blink.
It’s gone.
Ha!
You spot it.
Extend.
You feel your hand enclose the tiny ball.
You did it.
You won.
You caught the snitch.
a thing i wrote on bart
Anonymous
here is a little
haiku for your coat pocket
on a cold friday
IDK
Anonymous
Thanks for reading this, and for your time
Oh shoot just realized, I need this to rhyme
identity crisis of a fork
Jacqueline Shim (May 2020)
you picked me up when i was like a fork that got dropped in the garbage disposal
beaten up by the piercing metal knives of life
splintered. not straight.
you fixed me up when i had nothing.
no self confidence
no sense of self.
you breathed your ideals of me onto me
filled up my empty fork heart.
then,
you lit me up
with gas
convinced me that i was delusional
until i no longer believe my own forked-up thoughts
your incessant comments echo in my empty skull
'you are nothing without me'
'you can never be without me because you need me to fill up your empty fork heart'
out of habit, i repeat:
i am not gay
i am not a fork
who am i?
Kanye’s Planes - A short poem
Anonymous
We used to see
Planes from LAX
I remember thinking
How many of them were Kanye’s?
math problems with harry styles
Jacqueline Shim (May 2020)
i give harry styles 20 watermelons and 4 pounds of sugar
he looks at me funny
“not that kind of watermelon sugar, y/n!”
Who is joe?
Anonymous
Joe mama
pyrotali average damage calcs
Anonymous
PYROTALI
9 sw
indul cr damage
23 eol
4 comet
ke
7 purify
24 tf / -34- / 45
22 m 22
9+23+4+10+7+6+34+22+22 = 137
ITEMS
ab bw
137+15 = 152
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