from Paris to Provo

6:41 PM

I wanted the lift the room tonight.

I didn't want Nelson to have the fly the plane on his own.

But I wanted to go to college.

And I wanted this to be good,

But mostly it's just better than an empty page.

And I haven't let my fingers run wild on this keyboard in far too long,

But my thoughts have stamina all their own.

So thank you for the good people, the kind Jack Johnson sings about.

Thank you for the new scar on my left hand and a reason to break curfew.

Thank you for one last everything.

Thank you for walking me to rooms not meant for perfect people.

Thank you for reminding me to say it all out loud.

Thank you for Paris, and thank you for Provo.

It will be my own fault if I forget.

Reagan Curtis

4 comments

NelsonJuly 10, 2015 at 7:21 PM
"One last everything."

Paris and Provo will forever be linked for some reason.

Keep creating, Reagan.
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AndraLeeJuly 12, 2015 at 10:52 PM
Reminding me to say it out loud

Simply put, difficult to achieve. Beautiful post.
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UnknownJuly 13, 2015 at 7:05 PM
"But mostly it's just better than an empty page." I feel that way too. You're as eloquent as ever.
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Emma HeathJuly 29, 2015 at 5:45 PM
Hey so AFHS Poetry club and LP creative writing are doing a Summer Slam open mic on August 12th, at 9pm at 746 N 730 E American Fork and we would absolutely love it if you came! You can share a poem or just listen or whatever. It's going to be super cool and a lot of great poets are coming. Savanna Jones will probably get on here soon and attest that it's gonna be cool and that I'm not a crazy person since you don't know me. You are completely welcome to bring anyone with you, especially other writers! That's all, hope you can come!

You can email me with any questions: emmaheath97@gmail.com
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