A Dash of Sunny

In the shadow of skyscrapers

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In the shadow of skyscrapers, the air sighs thin, a whisper of gray, […]

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Not a rose, not a red-lipped promise. I give you a garlic clove. […]

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I have gathered them for you, cupped in my palms, their skins bruised […]

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Your touch, soft as a breeze, sends a zing through my skin, a […]

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I unlatch it with both hands, the old frame tottering, as if it, […]

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Do you see the poem happening to me when I look at […]