THE FRIEND COLLECTION

The Friend Collection: Bio

TOM AND TANNER

These two bois

ask the weirdest questions

like, "do you like bois or girls?"

or, "how small does one have to be to get barrelled by this mini wave?"

A trained thought

never lasts too long

and that's a good thing

because laughter

explodes like flaming fireworks under sand

and it spreads and sticks to you

and glitters

distracting you from the microplastic annoyances of life.

They'd give you the slippers off their feet

just to purchase some smiles

and the creases of their eyes are cracking jokes consistently.

If you see them,

ask 'em to sing in Chinese

or to tell you current events

or to play you some dancy music

ask 'em to catch barrels

with dolphins in the sea

ask 'em to spike

to swim

to smile

and they'll never let you down.

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BELLA

brushtrokes

of the creative mind

are always on your lips

when any are timid

to share their passions

little tinkers

little hobbies

and a genuine smile

hums nearby

You're there to greet each day

proposing laughs

in probable solutions

to lure people from their depression forts

where gravity can pull their stresses to the floor

and cause them to crumble like magazine covers

There's a magnetism

similar to gravity that you have

a sense of beauty

and a pleasant look you draw from people

when you hold them

Precious

like soft fabrics

to admire

and to lift them to the sun

where they should be

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CAMERON

Somebody said

"make everybody feel like a somebody"

so you did

you filled that empty spot in my heart

the one that isn't for romance

but for the purest friendship

I lost someone that held those tendons

who decided to shift to

the place that hearts go

when they want to become

ice cubes broken

stretched out of their molds

But there you were

to walk steps I thought would forever be walked alone

to talk about topics that

most cannot understand

to be sarcastic

to laugh at a Subway sandwich high

with starfish gurgles

and to be part

of one of the purest friendships I've had.

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BRAD

Brad
went to Long's Drugs
but he doesn't really do drugs like most thugs
he just gives really good hugs.

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KRISHELLE

You're a root

The kind that doesn't see the sun

so deep because you're holding to the core

of the earth beneath

You're a rock in the ocean

when water spills over foam

you house little creatures

and they hold onto you because you'll stay

you're safe, you will not roam

You're the vibrating string on a guitar

when your waves hit the ear

people listen with all their attention

you have humor of incredible invention

and your soul is millions of years old

like the geology of this island

I feel like you've always been there

beautiful, strong, and ready to understand

or lend a hand

or hold my hand

even with an overactive sweat gland

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