izzy

I’m trying to turn into a river stone.
so far, it’s not going very well –
I move like liquid and air, I float
more like cloud than rock.

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sarah

You slid down the rubble like a klutzy old kid
landed on your knees, bonded gravel with goosebumps
wiped your snot-runny nose on the back of your hand
and yelled ‘Bet you ten bucks I can do it again!’

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