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A toast to dreams
I wish for a day where my dreams do not change for each day of the week.
But perhaps I do not.
Because some days I wish for a future where I am always busy, in a city that sleeps even less than I do.
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More Cowbell
We cheer and shake our cowbells, waving at passing cars.
Sometimes they roll down their windows, clapping and cheering back.
Sometimes they roll their eyes and look away, avoiding eye contact.
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Not a Hurricane, just a Cyclone
I'm not drowning in water, but words.
A feeling comparable to what I imagine standing under a waterfall feels like.
The longer you stand there, the more painful and heavy it gets.
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THE ENIGMA THAT IS AMERICA
It's so interesting that a country founded by people from hundreds of different places now looks down upon immigrants.
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My vow
I will fight forever
When it seems like all is lost I will fight harder
When I trip and fall I will bleed words and be stronger
When I can no longer write I will speak until they cower
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Is it magic?
I have never been quite sure if books were truly just words on paper, the ideas of authors who are just ordinary people or if they are magic incarnate.
Because they have never, ever just been words on paper to me.
Loves
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Curl Cream
I have been told
To put curl cream in my hair
Upside down, eyes
Straining against the ceiling light,
Curls straining toward the tile floor,
Bunching.
I will smell
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The Great Similarity
We
Contain multitudes,
Infinite differences
And variations; it is
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Camp
I’ve been going to a camp called Crow's Path since third grade.
And even longer before that, but I can’t remember those days.
People have come and gone, yes, that’s true, -
Grapefruit Spindrift
There's a grapefruit Spindrift on the kitchen island where I’m sitting. The digital clock at the top of my Mac Book Air screen reads 9:16 p.m.
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