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Poetry & Art

Pretend Love

A liquid love letter

Harpsichord strings

Film snapshot memories

Fresh flowered springs

 

Laughing into tears

A task completely done

The line behind the sea

Where the moon kisses the sun

 

Biking to the farmers market

With baskets of flowers in hand

Looking at the moonlit sky

Where under stars we’d stand

 

Glazed with the glow of April rain

Gazing at loud street lights

Relaxed, rather than resigned

While breezes tug on diamond kites

 

Yet these moments,

excavated from imagination,

Are schemas of love

Born by creation.

 

Memories you made me

Were placed underground

In the garden of my times with you,

The real ones aren’t around.

 

Delusion keeps me sane,

Truth turns me frantic,

So I force the belief

that you make life romantic.

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by Ria Mavinkurve

Hi! I'm Ria. I'm a recent graduate with a Bachelor's Degree in Mathematics & Computer Science from Barnard College of Columbia University. Currently living in Manhattan, I enjoy writing opinion pieces, personal narratives, poetry, and more. I gather inspiration from random a-ha moments, people-watching in coffee shops in the city (my favorite is Ralph's Coffee on 72nd Street and Madison Avenue), and nighttime thoughts.

Thanks for checking out my writing! For project inquiries, please shoot me an email at [email protected]. :)

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