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Thinking of My Friend at Dusk
If you were here, I would say to you, Look!Look through the window at that cloud, the way it puffs joyfully up, glowing rose-gold abovewith its lavender underbelly, how its purple is reflected on the snowy rooftop, and the sky, how it glows, too, nursery blue and pink,as if the clouds teach it to soften…
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To B, On Her Birthday
On your birthday, my dear friend, I think of you, and sunshine– because the two are so entwined in my mind– you light up every room with your perma-smile, your energy bringing dull places to life. You carry light with you, golden curls bouncing, always a touch of bronze on your skin. And your heart,…
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