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“Let me tell you a story” his mother said

“Okay! What’s it called?” Neo asked impatiently

“The Little Prince of Everything Everywhere All at Once”

“Momma I’ve heard that one already!”

Winter caught my Christmas lights 

and froze them into icicles— 

now even the cold knows how to shine. 

Kael on the other hand was glaring at that box of toads, wondering when it’d be opened. Juniper was taking notes— with even better handwriting than Kael. Which was unusual to say the least. 

I used to race my shadow down the sidewalk,

thinking if I ran fast enough

I could outrun time.

Now I walk slower,

because somewhere along the way

time learned my name.

I still sit in the same car seat,