driving down pitch black highways
of rural north carolina is
a rite of passage.
no
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driving down pitch black highways
of rural north carolina is
a rite of passage.
no
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Upon the streets the rainstorm crackles
Like firecrackers along the pavement
The people run
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Curiously the day begins without you.
Not in a sudden fit of forgetfulness,
but in the way a
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The mist is born with stardust in its blood,
A violet cosmos hidden in its eyes,
The cutting
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Raindrop falling down her wrinkled surgical mask,
coughing came out of that isolation ward,
as
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The dull whirling sphere dances off
Until struck by the inquisitive hand
To reveal a bright
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As the weather warms
Layers peel away,
skin kissed by humid days and summer breezes~
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Sugar-girl
cherry-cheeked
(double dimples)
freckle-kissed and sweaty:
pavement-scraped
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As I pass into school property the crossing guard is asleep in her car,
it is still dark.
I
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it would be the greatest tragedy to forget
the way the tub of shea butter by your sink
melted
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