NEW TWENTY NEW POEM

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i turn 27 and forget to shake the orange juice

i turn 27 and buy dr. pepper chapstick on amazon

i turn 27 and leave period blood on my sheets

i turn 27 and eat unwashed cucumber

i turn 27 and tweet about it

i turn 27 and can’t think of the name of that band

i turn 27 and want bone shoulders

i turn 27 and become a WYPR member

i turn 27 and do kegels

i turn 27 and type bad poems about good people

i turn 27 and stalk you on the internet

i turn 27 and try to hear the cells in my body

i turn 27 and cry about the sad hot ocean

i turn 27 and cry about my cat’s soft fur

i turn 27 and try to remember 23

i turn 27 and call my gps a dick

i turn 27 and drink seltzer water O N L Y

i turn 27 and realize i’ve never loved one pair of sunglasses

i turn 27 and linger in the cereal aisle

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