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Still

March 31, 2023
By Jupiter37 BRONZE, New York City, New York
Jupiter37 BRONZE, New York City, New York
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My friend once dared me

To visit the still, eerie house down the street.

Even though

I don’t want to. Still,

She’s my friend.

Another time she asked me

To pay for her meal.

But afterwards,

I didn’t have enough money for myself. Still,

She’s my friend.

One day she left

With others she deemed “better friends.”

I could’ve been angry at her. But still,

She’s my friend.


The author's comments:

This poem was inspired by another poem: Zona, Dead Man's Float by Jim Harrison. My experiences with some of my friends in elementary school also inspired some of the concepts and ideas that I wrote about. I always felt helpless and alone in those friendships and I thought it would be a wonderful idea to write my feelings into them. I hope this poem will speak to and relate with the readers who feel the same way I had felt before. 


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