She spread her arms wide, the sun’s warmth
embracing her lithe body like reuniting
with an old friend at a favorite little bookstore
over freshly brewed coffee, chatting about
pursuing dreams once forgotten and
finding love in unexpected places. Finally,
finally, cracks once too deep and thought
unbearable filled with inspiration. The sun’s
rays burn brighter with each passing second
and night disappears behind her back,
fading from observable thought and tucked
in like a long-awaited good night’s rest
and she hugs herself, tightly, and even
places quarters into expired parking meters
before dancing into the rising sun.
-Madeline Wahl
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