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A water hose sounds like a waterfall if you hang it off of a roof.
My fiancé brings me lemon balm tea as the sun rises. I water the marigolds as the sun hangs above, beating on my neck. I ponder life as I sit on our tile floor. I stare at the yellow walls and wonder why our landlord painted only one of the rooms pink. A blushing cheek…
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Did you say “oat milk” or “whole milk”?
My windows are open. A breeze carrying 62 degrees is drifting through the sheer curtains. I can hear birds chirping through the FaceTime call I’m on as I slide across my floors in the socks I bought at a store with my mom in Australia. Visions of my mom and me laughing through the streets…