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Jan 2020
as water vapor hanging
in the air. Until my parts crystalized
did someone know I was there. Then
I started sprinkling on everyone. Young

children stuck out their tongue
at me. The dogs ****** on me,
turning my white into yellow. Making me
smell. And the cars with their rubber

tires sprayed their dirt all over
me until I was sludge and looked more
like mud than what I was supposed
to be. Teenagers squeezed me in

their hands and flung me with all
their might at other children or cars
passing by. Some rolled me up into
three ***** stacked them tall. Said I

was a person, after all. They slid down
on me with rubber, plastic and skis. I gained
momentum when I rolled down the mountain,
collecting more of myself until I was

this giant ball that could not move
and sat and stalled. Until the sun shined
on me. And made me a friend. That’s when
I started melting.
sandra wyllie
Written by
sandra wyllie  60/F/Boston
(60/F/Boston)   
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   Carlo C Gomez
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