train poetry

Hello! Yesterday was the last day of the summer program that I went to. It was an amazing experience, meeting so many amazing writers and getting advice from them in workshop. It has definitely helped me improve in expressing myself more efficiently.
But enough with boring compliments to summer programs. Here are a few poems that I wrote in the train ride back home on the last day (mind you I was feeling very sad because I left a bunch of friends). (I wrote eighteen poems on the train ride.)




depart

acquaintances?
friends?
i-knew-them-once?
stranger?
it doesn't matter because we talked and we laughed and we listened to music
and then we left, dispersing to our homes like speckles of an exploding firework
each little sparkling freckle disappearing into wherever--i was never sure
i hope you each have a good life
maybe you don't care
i do, though
is that weird?



it's true

why do we have a different punctuation marks for questions
can we make a punctuation mark that we put at the end of lies
it would make things so much easier
i didn't eat your pie$
i really like this cake$
i love you$





apricots

sometimes i blow a balloon
and it seems so big and colorful
big
and colorful
and i get all happy
so i show it to someone
and they take a picture of it and show it to me
it's a shriveled balloon








To be honest, I am having trouble titling that last one. I put apricots because I felt it fit the piece but looking back on it, I'm not quite sure. I just wanted you to know.