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"Paper" by Keatyn Wuest



Paper


Like a piece of paper

Delicate, smooth, thin

How quickly she can change

From spirited to short,

How quickly she can crumple

Her crisp edges and rough corners,

Constantly re-shaped--

Cranes, bookmarks, fortune tellers, chains

Just to be flattened back out,

Blank and plain.

Not quite immune to fire,

She can immediately burst into flame.

Stomped on,

Shaken out,

And used all over again

She is seldom herself,

As her qualities are stamps of others.

Colors and pictures mark her all over

Just to be erased and rewritten,

Torn up and thrown away,

Tossed ever so gently into a bright green bin

Where she decides she’ll recycle herself all over again.

She comes in different forms,

Depending on which side of her you’ll see.

Who will cherish her, creased with delicate hands

And who will cut her into pieces

The fragile paper snowflake that she is?

To some she is colorful and bright,

Playing the role of what she was cut out to be,

But will it be too much?

She’s only flimsy, they say.

She comes and she goes,

Reused and reduced,

Torn and scissored thin.

She holds a few blank spaces, circled in red pen.

She is not perfect, as you can see.

She tries and she hopes

That the staples and glue

Will keep her many forms in one piece

-Keatyn Wuest, freshman





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