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two hundred ten

bent over, sweat dripping
and aching legs–stretched
in the shape of an L on the floor
and reminding her of song lyrics
she learned on the playground– 65 more words

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two hundred and nine

i want to sit by the window
and watch the lightning
slightly scared it will find me closer
than i should be
to the outside… 22 more words

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two hundred and eight

tomorrow i present myself
introduce myself and hope you
catch a glimpse of why i am great
hope you catch a glimpse of who
i really am… 29 more words

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two hundred and seven

under the lens i see the possible snafus
the attributes that were only facts
in the hours before:
the scars on my hands
the tattoo on my ankle… 89 more words

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two hundred and six

how many times have we walked across the bridge
watching the river underneath reflect the moon’s
light and listening for the slightly drunken conversations
of others passing the night away in the city… 88 more words

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two hundred and five

the scars are itchy
and very white against
my brown skin
they live like memories
tattooed on my hands
without explanation
i wait for them to fade… 24 more words

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two hundred and four

lightning dances in the dark
like flashes from nature’s camera
as she takes a glance at what we are doing
as she works her magic… 72 more words

365 Days Of Writing