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Happiness

By Pelumi Sholagbade

I finally learned how to take care of myself.
I’m a smile orange-peel wide.
I’m going to die movie-star happy,
Happy like soda left out on the countertop.

The moon is whiter than death. I drown my plants,
I kiss myself to sleep. I don’t talk about birds
Anymore. Can’t think about what it means
To fall. Won’t think about what it means
To fly.

 


Pelumi Sholagbade is a high school senior from Washington DC. When not writing, Pelumi can be found reading, playing the cello, or failing to fall asleep at night.

Filed Under: Poetry Tagged With: September 2019

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