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A Reason
You know, sometimes I have these moments. Moments where I snap out of the rubber band ball of my own mind– and it hits me. Like the salty aroma of a beach, the profuse sentiment of sonder is inhaled through my nostrils.
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A Villanelle of the Perfect Treat in a Bowl
Açai with granola and fruit,
as silky as a stream down low.
A perfect treat to escape the brute.
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Loves
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dreaming of another year
some people stay up to ring in the new year,
watch it burst like a glittery balloon
over the midnight horizon, count down the seconds
til it starts over again. they dress up,
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