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Heavy Petal

Minding the thorns, I pulled the buttery smooth petal from its mother base — causing an eyesore at home but greater goods can be that way. It was finally ready to meet its destiny I told it, or thought at it. I beheld its pink poppy glory then with a slow deliberate sweep placed it […]

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Yo Te Veo

It’s hard to make out what language they’re speaking. At first glance I think they might be Italian. But as I eavesdrop further, take them in from behind my hopefully opaque-enough sunglasses, I realize I’m mistaken. None of the sounds emitted from their mouths are remotely familiar.

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