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Feb 2022
the road
starting black as the night should be
if light pollution weren't a thing

fading quickly to an ashy grey
because everything does that
the sun is rude

animals go splat
when cars zoom past
cherry juice all over

covering the orange stripes
yes, the ones we call yellow
banana peels and peaches look nothing alike

sometimes people go splat too
because other people
can't drive I guess
November 2018
Hunter
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Hunter  19/Non-binary/KCMO
(19/Non-binary/KCMO)   
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     Glass in the Moon, TSPoetry and Hunter
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