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Nov 2018
It was in the afternoon
I remember
Fingerprints, watercolors,
Crayons, markers, pencils
Acrylics, polymer, paper, pen

All of it meddled in masterpieces fit only for the finest refrigerator

Beautiful portraits
Illustrated stories talking about how my day was
Or exactly what it looked like when I actually did go to the Amazon Rainforest
(people still don’t believe five-year-old me)

I remember the coloring pages of my favorite tv characters
My amazing babysitter
Showing me how to β€œshade” each masterpiece.

It was in the Afternoon
When I decided to become
Artistic,
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