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Diary Entry 5:


January 26th: Inspired by ‘Frustrated’ by Annie Preece *4:43. In my dorm* I forget about the poem and move on to different tasks. I’m informed my uncle Richard died. I come back from eating dinner with Ryan and Tim. I don’t want to write a poem and just want to hang out with my friends. 7:37. Finished 8:09.


Emotions are like
wax on wood chips

they’re drips
on gilded lilies

and Achilles
as a dead-eyed
Patroclus look into
and through him.

Rejection hurts like a ballpoint bee sting
which is why I bring
my stick of stories
to the pain that sings of honey.

-Amy Struthers


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