Dmoral

United States


est. 2018
she/her | junior
semi active; chaotic life.
published writer + classics enthusiast.
obsessed with name titled poetry & songs.

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i'm known for my long freakin' comments and highlight crazy reviews, but like seriously? life's been to crazy y'all, so bear with me, please.

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if i call you "love" or "lovely" that's just how i talk, so don't freak out lol

nostalgia always hits me when i'm driving

September 18, 2020

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psa: poem about middle school, traumatizing times when we tried to define ourselves, am i right?


for the longest time, i wanted my name to be Dawn,
don't ask me why, i just did, but instead i got stuck with
an alphabet soup name that tongues loved to abuse. but
the phase died down by the end of middle school, the
buildings of the youth
; because even if the youngest kids
are in primary school, they're more found than the preteens
walking around overdecorated lockers and the labeled 
losers. i remember those times, convinced i still look those
years, why does my baby face just not outgrow me already?
i bite my cheeks every hour and you don't even know it
cause my round face doesn't look any different. but my
mommy told me, no worries, not that i believed her. at 
least you couldn't see me from the back of the stands when
my choir presented; long black dresses too loose on my
confusing, unshaped body. sometimes i hear my choir songs
on the radio and start singing and feel the sense of longing grow
and leave me, so so quickly. and to the kid who i only knew
to truly love me: i'm sorry for not believing and mistreating;
my heart was crumpled in another's hands and didn't realize
that's the reason why it was gushing; 'cause darling, i believed
him to be everything to my youthful being, didn't expect him to
break me; but that's doesn't excuse my distrusting and playing
with you, just to end up ignoring you. perhaps it all could've
been easy, those years between youth and inevitability, but
only if you see, the only labels people deserve are their names 
(but i wanted mine to be Dawn for four years, truly).
everyone talks about that if someone ever had a crush on them, they date them, but it isn't that easy, believe me.

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5 Comments
  • sophiethesinger

    "but instead i got stuck with
    an alphabet soup name that tongues loved to abuse." Worded so wonderfully! '
    "cause darling, i believed
    him to be everything to my youthful being" I love this! This line just really brings out the tone of your piece!


    about 2 months ago
  • kealoha

    Wow this is fabulous. Oh my gosh the footnotes too, SO TRUE.


    3 months ago
  • Paisley Blue

    Ahh yes this piece <3 love this! You write so beautifully :)


    3 months ago
  • Anne Blackwood

    "why does my baby face just not outgrow me already?"
    Girl you know I relate to that.
    "my heart was crumpled in another's hands and didn't realize
    that's the reason why it was gushing;"
    Jeez this piece is great.


    3 months ago
  • ek503

    "perhaps it all could've been easy, those years between youth and inevitability, but
    only if you see, the only labels people deserve are their names (but i wanted mine to be Dawn for four years, truly)." ahh this piece is beautiful, and those last lines have sort of a subtle rhyme and rhythm that i adore :)
    also can we swap notes apps? the other day i woke up and saw that during the night i had thought of a line and tried to write it down. wellll all i wrote was "I h y". apparently i was supposed to get the reference in the morning lol.


    3 months ago