It’s a skull-shaped pot of wilted flowers on the porch waiting for the tide to rise, pick it up, and take it away to Dreamland, where it belongs.
Posted in response to the challenge Simile.
My face
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New Year's
"Happy New Year!"
"I got a little lost; can you show me the way?"
"Inauguration day is just around the corner!"
"Welcome to eleventh grade. You're almost out!"
"Hi, my name's what's your name?
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Job
"Would you like a receipt?" asked Travis. The customer didn't want a receipt, and she left with her iced latte right as the sun was setting outside of the shop window. It was nine o'clock, midsummer. Travis got ready to end his day.
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I End My Day By Swimming.
The lights in each of the doll houses are off.
I, a giant, wander insignificant
Among the grains of sand.
When at last I reach the sea,
I let it take me,
Dirt and grime and grease
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