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Dark, dark (Midnight)
I am dark dark.
Ebony.
Melanin.
Not sun-kissed but
scorched.
Not moonlight but
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The City
The city has always held me in its arms.
Softly, like a mother does to a child.
At the edge of daylight,
I gaze out over a balcony
and call each structure by name.
My eyes track its movements, -
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Jump
The roof turned into the sky.
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I Lost My Hat
My hat loved the wind dearly.
My hat was infatuated with wind.
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Where Did All the Money Go?
The electricity went first. Then, water.
Loves
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Rain Running
My watch did not enjoy my run in the rain.
This morning before the other humans had stirred,
I woke to the ringing of an alarm that was not my own,
and saw the irresistible rain.
Now my watch doesn't tell the date.
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