Current Events
By Liz (and a little from Lulu)
Today I fear Obama
I drank my chai tea too fast
He is much like a llama
Street dust stuck to the coffee shop carpet
Fortune, fame, and fury
Never paid for my caffeine
are making my eyes blurry
typing to distract myself from myself
I’m in Love with the Bourgeoisie
By Liz
How curly tendrils
Make me squiggle in my seat
Now I know defeat
Just a Stopover
By Lulu
I walked past your house
The dog shit was still intact
But our love long gone
Blind
By Liz
Although they are green
My eyes remain unseen to
You, now they are blue
Text Message
By Lu
My pocket vibrates
Your boredom is my pleasure
Pieces of your day
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