God Says Yes To Me by Kaylin Haught
Happy birthday, T., you old fool.
Another revolution around the sun is done again. So is three hundred and sixty-five days of worrying about nothing and everything.
Ah, my dear self, have you always been this neurotic? I suppose so. I suppose so.
But: here’s to being twenty-eight, and trying again, and believing again. Love will come, and joy, too, and perhaps things will finally fall into place. If not, well—you’re not alone.
Raising a glass. Staring at the sky.
God Says Yes To Me
Kaylin HaughtI asked God if it was okay to be melodramatic
and she said yes
I asked her if it was okay to be short
and she said it sure is
I asked her if I could wear nail polish
or not wear nail polish
and she said honey
she calls me that sometimes
she said you can do just exactly
what you want to
Thanks God I said
And is it even okay if I don’t paragraph
my letters
Sweetcakes God said
who knows where she picked that up
what I’m telling you is
Yes Yes Yes
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(from The Writer’s Almanac)
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Summer
Missing your posts this holiday. Happy Easter.
Anika
Happy Birthday! Thank you for all those enlightening posts. They helped me through my hardest times.
manilapenny
Belated happy birthday. I, too, figured in a vehicular accident recently. It allows for instropection, all the days of our lives summed to one moment of what ifs and whathavebeens.
I have been reading you for the longest time. I feel like I know you somehow. Your poetry match every possible occasion allowable for readers to feel, if not relate. If one day I would be able to meet you (and I wish I would), I hope to write one for you too.
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ayelramirez
omg we have almost the same birthday!! mine’s a day earlier but i feel special just because it’s near yours