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Beginner's LuckWildflowers traced the road’s edges / and danced to the harmonies of Eric Clapton. / My step-father sang to my mother while I peered out the window.

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TidalMy bare feet touch every dampened board / as I walk along the sand-dusted pier. / Seagulls cry softly in the background

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Predictability“You’re too nice” / I apologized. / She sighed.

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Monday MorningSunlight bleeds / through my blinds / onto her as she slips on her shoes.

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CancerousIf only we were hollow. / Empty casings of flesh, / without eyes to desire,

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sometimesSometimes I treat my Tuesday nights like Saturday nights. / Sometimes I regret that. / Sometimes is today.

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