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There is always a scenic view:

You just have to be willing to see it.

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curious

fenced out

I sat on a folding

lawn chair

while drinking a

mint iced tea

staring at the view.

beneath the view of the horizon

i could see my

chosen

barrier

6 feet high

white

and vinyl fence.

most drive by

in admiration

what a nice fence they have

some think I just put up walls

to keep people out.

but the

truth?

I’m curious to see

who is brave enough

to squeak open

the gate

and come in.

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1st day of school

Reminiscence from another perspective

She looked like she was in a rush.  But then again she always did, and in an uncomfortable way.  Her eyes were studying the freshly dissolved tea bag colored pleather that was tied onto her feet as she unsmoothly shuffled up the stairs that resembled emeralds dipped in sewage, currently accented with various layers of sand.  Her feet connected with the sand a bit too much and her eyes got to see the decorations up close as her figure embraced the stiff epidermis of the tile.  The bottom logo of her shoes became a Sketchers AD to all, and met them with much laughter.  Her bangs swept the floor as she climbed her way up and won a battle with gravity as she sewed together her papers and binders.  The downpour of laughter turned into uncaring “Are you okay”s which were only to be answered by her difficult nod, that hid her brewing uneasiness.  She was able to force her bruised knee to go forward, and continue on to her next class gripping the walls like a person with a leg in a cast using a baseball bat to walk around.

magiC

Tired eyes

drench me into sleep

where I can not

run

far enough

to dip my crackling feet

in circles.

where its cold

and full of

stones

and people packed with cotton sweaters

exposing

half shalwar kameez.

where- we’ve danced

among the clouds

hovering the weather

that just seems Right,

if you’re missing Long Island weather.

I lose my breath

to the useless marathon

taking me                                             nowhere

from the flannel sheep coevered

sheets and worn out comforter

that sandwich me.

My eyes tiredly open

with a s i g h

making me realize it is too far away

but you’re even further.

the Caterpillar

He spews watermelon smoke at me

while peering down at me from an upper branch.

Nothing has been making sense

since I fell behind the woods

and hit my head, I presume.

“Who, are you, girl?”

he asks me,

once again spewing smoke my way.

I coughed while inhaling some of the sweet vapor myself.

I looked at him blankly;

I’m afraid I had no answer for him at all.

“I don’t know what you mean” I lied, in avoidance of the question he presented.

He shook his head. “I believe you are well aware of the question.”

Shit, he’s some type of giant mind reader bug. What the hell is this place anyways?

“I will not repeat myself, girl. Just answer.”

Blankly I looked at him again, and then just closed my eyes.

“…I don’t know.”

“So you don’t have a name?”

“you mean you just wanted to know my name that’s easy-”

“I think you knew what I meant by my question.”

“Here’s the thing. I know my name, I know my age, I know a lot of things. But I don’t know “who I am”. At least not yet, anyways.”

He looked at me, inhaled his vaporizer, and smiled while releasing his clouds of smoke he was enjoying. “I think you know a lot more than you are telling, girl.”

and with that he vanished leaving me even more confused than before.

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