joshua-brownWhisper

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CalculusThere is a harsh beauty in mathematics. / Under curves and over slopes, / Equations rise and fall endlessly
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ClocksIt’s a funny thing, time; / passing away on the wall, / not a care in the world,
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To Make a MeadowI was told by my peers / That honor and valor / Could be found in a far-off field,
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ChemistryShe is the catalyst that makes my atoms split, / Fission in my blood, full of energy and heat. / And though I don't know my location or velocity,
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A Conversation With My GrandfatherA sudden spark in the darkness; / the Old Man raises his head. / Planes,
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BaristaHer face is a grimace, / Concentrating on coffee, not looking up. / I don’t know her name,
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She-WolfGraceful, pale, and lithe, / Strung low on haunches, / Belly brushing snow
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DropletsKeep not your venom, / arrows, or swords; / pour them out like
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DauntlessI remember the tops of clouds, / Looking as far as I could see. / I don't know if the Pacific
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ViciousA sacred betrayal, bound in blood, / And stained with the little canals / Of salty tears.
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