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On the windowsill 

He sat, 

Staring at the sky, 

Writing words 

Known only in his head, 

Leaning against a reflection, 

Watching the moon, 

There are

So many things.

So many things

So many people

Want from me.

Is it too much to ask for a break?

Am I allowed to

Have a few seconds to myself or

Am I just a machine?

Raincoat like the petals of a sunflower hangs to her knees

Glittery rainbow headband

That only keeps half her hair back

Shiny pink nails

Strawberry boots

Shy smile that makes you feel lucky you got to see it

momma, 

you know, 

i was so pretty today.

i woke up on time

you didn’t say anything 

before you left

but,

my glasses were clean

my nails were painted,