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Catching Fire(flies)
Standing on top of thecityman in the moondon’t slam my frontdoorchasing us with theStreet lights snap onlike fireflieson a June night.
September 10, 2021
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Born on a Cusp
I always imagedthat one dayMy maternal instinctswould kick in, and(my wanderlustwould fade away, and)I wouldbe content withfrosting cupcakesfor my kid’s class(staying putin one place)because it
September 1, 2021
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