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Multitudes

I contain multitudes… I relish the rich timber of Michael Bublé’s voice as much as I do The upbeat metallic rock of Blink-182. I could eat a giant bowl of salad Or a giant bowl of chocolate Either at any given time. (Even when I’m not particularly hungry.) I cannot tolerate people who refuse to own up to their mistakes, Yet I tend to own up to mistakes I have not made. My sister’s Cookie Monster impression makes me laugh As much as The Office. I believe every living thing should be treated with kindness, And yet my mouth waters at the aroma of a flank steak Cooking on the embers of the grill. Spending a day on the beach is paradise, But so is a loving smile from my mom After a long day at school. Running for two seconds is misery, But a three hour trek through the woods— Climbing boulders and stumbling through ivy— Is a different story. The sight of a basketball in gym class sends shivers down my spine, But I’m a fencer. Bruises line my arms and legs from my last bout— My opponent had quite a powerful lunge. I never flinch at the sight of blood, But I can’t watch horror movies, Especially the gorry ones, The ones with serial killers and misery. I advocate for healthy eating, But I bake sweets consistently, Especially around the Holidays. The aroma of chocolate chip cookies And pound cake and brownies And sugar cookie cut-outs wafts through the house. I don’t expect others to be perfect, Yet I expect myself to be. Seeing a bear in the woods does not make me flinch, But the sight of a pink jellyfish, Its flesh colored, slimy surface Sends me running out of the water, As if I’ve seen a ghost. Sometimes, a touching scene from a movie can make me cry, But sometimes, I cry for no reason at all. I don’t enjoy hugs, Except when they’re from my family— Then, hugs are the rainbows of life, The best things of all.

Multitudes

I contain multitudes… I relish the rich timber of Michael Bublé’s voice as much as I do The upbeat metallic rock of Blink-182. I could...