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I was made in a minor key - Poetry by Tiff Reagan

I published my first poetry collection!

January 8, 2022January 8, 2022

Guess who has her first book of poetry? It’s me! I’m incredibly excited to share that I’ve published a curated collection of my most heartfelt poems. It would mean the world to me if you checked it out.

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Categories: Encouragement / Poetry / Published

I was wrong

May 6, 2019May 6, 2019

At the dimly lit restaurant, We make talk that seems smallEvery time my lips part, I want to scream I was wrong I tell you between my teeth(I was wrong)I say it every time I inhale(I was wrong) When I speak, I stare at my hands instead of staring into your honest green eyes I take…

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Categories: Poetry

Your checklist of firsts

March 8, 2019March 8, 2019

They say progress is happinessWell how did it feelTo crumple your checklist of firstsAnd leave it on my couch Accomplished? Ecstatic?Motivated for what’s next?It’s a sweet thing to see the inkDried and discarded First isn’t last, unfortunatelyBut you live, you learn, and hey,Ruin is necessityAnd at least you got it out of the way You…

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Categories: Poetry

What I mean when I tell you that I want you

January 27, 2019January 27, 2019

Your body is some artful mix of Grecian marble, sun-drenched canvas, and a palette of a life well lived. You belong in a museum where people can appreciate you from every angle. I love your body and I would visit that exhibit every day. But when I tell you that I want you, it’s not…

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Categories: Poetry

The difference between us

December 18, 2017December 18, 2017

The difference between us I watch her long, brown hair waving with her laughter as she busies herself at the stove. I watch her as she cracks open her heart. She grabs a well-used whisk and turns the ache into something so functional and beautiful. I watch her hands the entire time she is creating….

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Categories: Poetry

Sometimes peace

December 4, 2017December 4, 2017

Sometimes peace comes from a look shared across a table, a moment that makes you feel seen. Sometimes it comes from pressing flesh against flesh, cheek to chest as you fall asleep. Sometimes peace comes when you’re so busy, you haven’t had time to ask for it. But rarely does it find you when you’re…

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Categories: Poetry

Rise to love

November 6, 2017December 4, 2017

Rise to love Don’t fall into it Use all of your muscles Stand on the tips of your toes If it’s great, it’s worth it And we both know A great love is what you deserve             SaveSave

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Categories: Poetry

Your laugh

May 3, 2017

I shut my eyes and imagine your laugh You are close for a moment and the ache in my ribs goes away I can’t quite hear it but it’s there I know that if I reach my hand up, I could touch it I want to pull it down and swallow it I want to feel…

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Categories: Poetry

They have love

April 30, 2017

Everyone else has love The simple ones, the racist ones, The women who hate themselves, The men who keep secrets They have love I want to ask them what it’s like What’s it like to have arms wrapped around your loneliness? To fall asleep to someone else’s breathing and not to the low, distant murmur…

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Categories: Poetry

My grandfather’s old shirt

November 21, 2016November 21, 2016

When I put on my grandfather’s old shirt Clean hands don’t feel comfortable I have to press my fingers into the earth I have to build things, To brave slivers from raw edges, To be bruised I have to live deep; I have to feel full

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