Charles Zhang Poems

her ams around my upper body-

mine around her lower, 

we whispered, laughed

(almost kissed!) 

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I don’t know if it’s my cynicism
but depression seems
so
very
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Dear reader,

“Now, ” I thought to myself, “lie down, and shall I
write a poem? A sonnet? Sketch some lines? Maybe a haiku? '
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where am i
going
save me
the ground is
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