Clover's Teen Diary: 'Drowning in a Sea of Hopeless Emotions'

Images via Clover Hope, badge by Jim Cooke.
Images via Clover Hope, badge by Jim Cooke.

All throughout high school, I spent an inordinate amount of downtime writing poems about love and loneliness. That era spawned not one but two notebooks full of emotional writing ranging from bad to atrocious—one was a hot pink spiral book, and the other had a 3D effect with clovers. At some point, I began to think these poems were worthy of other people reading them, so I uploaded the writings to poetry.com.

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Tragically, the poems are still accessible here. (I have a particular fondness for the one titled “Chasing Raindrops” and think it’s not that bad.) Before the poems, yes I did keep a traditional narrative-style journal but had a hard time updating it because I felt like nothing interesting ever happened to me enough to form complete stories.

Here’s a strikingly emo poem from 2003, when I was 13. In retrospect, it’s quite dramatic... heh...

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This is a poem in which I use the word “whence”:

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And this one is long but worth reading because of the twist at the end.

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adrastra
Adrastra, patron saint of not giving a fuck

Damn you could not pay me to post anything I wrote from age 11-15 on the internet, so at the very least you have my respect for being self-confident enough to do so.

That said, my one question is whether or not you still write your ‘i’s with a full circle instead of a dot. I judge those people, because honestly who the fuck has the time for that?

(It should surprise no one that my handwriting is in fact, nearly illegible, because it is built for speed, and thus looks like some weird combination of cursive and manuscript that the general eye cannot decipher. However, I can now write faster than most people speak, so, really damn useful in the lecture hall.)