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  • Writer's pictureSarah Saxon

In a Sunbeam

September 5, 2019

My beautiful beautiful friend,

Particles of dust suspend before me;

Twinkling in the evening light

And as I blink I watched them quietly dance

In an orbit,

Like far far away celestial bodies.

But they are right here, between thumb and finger.

They whisk my thoughts away towards

All that I dream of.

Vines, white flowers and all that evaporates before fruition.

The Sea. -S.S.


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