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He waits each year
For that one week of the summer
Where he can feel freeAnd finally be himself
Kin among kinFinding safety in their differences
He watches the young ones -
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Bus ride
Riding down the winding mountain trail
In an uncomfortable school busListening to Stevie Wonder
While laughing as we fall out of our seats
From the impact of each pothole -
Sunset
Walking through the college greens
On a warm night
Some random song stuck in my headPlaying on repeat once again
Smelling the new flowers bloomingIn the garden near my favorite picnic table
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After the rain
Humid air drifts through the streets
Carrying the scent of damp leaves
The birds sing songs of joy
While gathering food for their young
Flowers begin to sprout among the grass and moss
Loves
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Summer
the air tastes like honey and promise
sticky with the scent of blooming jasmine
and freshly cut grass that crunches beneath bare feet
the sky drips blue
stretching wider every afternoon
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Dragon's Bouquet and Dino's Dreams
Dragon wandered through the forest,
Smiling at his bouquet
Full of bluebells and daisies,
But sighed as he remembered
It was forever incomplete.
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I made tea
I made tea this morning.
I put the leaves in, watching the steam dance with childlike wonder.
I returned to my laptop, staring at a half finished chapter, the bags under my eyes more apparent than ever.
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Outsider
My neighbor is doing Duolingo across the street,
He’s in his sixties learning a new language
And I’m just eating leftovers, watching him,
Wondering if he’s practicing French for his husband.
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Haiku
Fireflies and sun
Thunderstorms that shake the house
Summer has returned
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To Me, the Truth
To me,
The words hope
And light
Are interchangeable;
To me,
Perhaps it is hope
That will let us see clearly