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Cautious optimism
It’s being told about stars
You can’t see
Yet
And having a book taken away
Before you can finish
And then having the middle spoiled
But not the end.
It’s smiling into the sunshine -
Sew Me A Quilt?
I want your freckled cheeks and blond eyelashes
and I want your flying hair
and I want your careful words that start tumbling fast,
woven together,
please
so I can wrap myself up
and remind myself of happy.
Loves
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A Masterpiece in Binary
I think there is a glitch in my processing unit;
when the letter 'A' enters the system,
it doesn't just register as a character—
it spills out as a deep magenta that dyes the rest of the word.
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One Seven
One
the list, the ambitions typed into neatly folded laundry and messy buns.
Seven
a.m. the time the covers mute the morning-nothing is concrete.
One
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