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we're poets, we feel drunk in our teeth first

we love you and we are so proud of you!!! here’s a poem in a poem in a poem in a poem recapping our 2023. we’re SO looking forward to expanding our poetry femme-pire with you in 2024! 💖💚💖💚💖💚💖💚 XOXO Kelly & Larissa

We’re Poets 💅

we’re poets
we’re familiar with rejection

we’re poets
the moon affects who our days belong to - always 

we’re poets
we’d rather die than show you what’s in our notes app

we’re poets
we’ve probably already cried today

we’re poets
we’re going to lament over the placement of a comma

we’re poets
we’re going to write a poem about our dads

we’re poets
we’re going to write a poem about our ex

we’re poets
we’ve done everything we can to avoid writing this poem

we’re poets
all of our friends are hot

we’re poets
we have crushes on everyone in the poetry workshop

we’re poets
we have crushes on everyone at the open mic

we’re poets
we’re still not over that situationship from seven years ago

we’re poets
we have a praise kink

we’re poets
we’re deconstructing our comp het

we’re poets
of course we’re going to have a spring awakening

we’re poets
we have fat asses

we’re poets
we’re probably gay

we’re poets
we don’t know how to make money

we’re poets
we’d totally guillotine a billionaire 

we’re poets
we know we said we wouldn’t bring it up again but… we’re contemplating getting our MFA 

we’re poets
we cause chaos

we’re poets
we’ve repented for our sins

we’re poets
we’d care if you died!!!

we’re poets
we feel drunk in our teeth first

we’re poets
we have a complicated relationship with alcohol

we’re poets
we have a complicated relationship with gender

we’re poets
our toes are wild with tired

we’re poets
we’re eating watermelon

we’re poets
our English teachers loved us

we’re poets
our parents still don’t understand us

we’re poets 
we’re going to project our expectations onto the summer

we’re poets
we lose all control in TJ Maxx

we’re poets
our dinner parties get a little… weird

we’re poets
we embellish the truth

we’re poets
we’re going to send you a little unsolicited poem instead of just texting you “hi”

we’re poets
we’re unemployed 

we’re poets
we’ve had (multiple) sex dreams about Boygenius

we’re poets
we’re going to dance on Kissinger’s grave

we’re poets
the seagulls are solving our trauma

we’re poets
our flight’s delayed

we’re poets
we’re falling in love uphill - both ways

we’re poets
we’re so much bigger than numbers

we’re poets 
it’s not that deep

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