Stress
A few poems about Lucky's life when he was alive. Written for a college course.
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TO WHOM IT MAY CONCERN
My name is fucking stupid,
but it’s Lucky.
I read somewhere that writing things down
can help with feelings that I can’t
quite shake. It sounds so pointless.
But I found this notebook
under a few books in my room.
So I’m going to keep writing.
Until
I
Feel
Better.