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Halfway normal
The strangest thing about it was how strange they all made it seem. -
Grocery shopping
Nothing will be right until we eat poems like paper peaches
Falling backwards into
Grocery carts and empty souls
Double dipped in the Atlantic
It’s frantic how we -
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The Miracle of Trees
I can remember being five years old, sitting cross-legged on the floor and finding out that trees breathe. That they inhale the carbon dioxide we humans puff into the atmosphere, and release the oxygen we chug every second of our lives. -
Blue moon melodies for starry nights
I am hungry, so hum me melodies
Sing me seashells and
Write me in as a rebel.
I am hungry, so feed me infinities
Author autumns and
Ink in cottonwood trees.
Goodness knows we don’t have enough
Oxygen to breathe. -