Lindsi Dailey

“Don’t do this.”

“Don’t do that.”

is what I say—

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Almost an A plus.

Almost a friend.

Almost superfluous.

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A new person awakes

inside of me

when a new person

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How convenient

when your phone dies during

“nights out”

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Card games…

Board games…

Video games…

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It’s you,

it’s always been you.

And not in the soulmates type of way.

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There was a boy,

his name was Jamie.

He had a brother,

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I had just received the invitation.

I opened it with anticipation.

My sister was getting married to Connor,

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Masks are something worn

to conceal face or identity,

but I don’t think you understand

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Silence has a voice—

it’s soft,

delicate,

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