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Photo credit: Alexandra D., Miami, FL
slithers and slides to the floor
I lose myself in the foundation
between me and the next room
A crack just big enough for flitting insects
A crack just big enough for thudding music
where kids dance within the bass
I stare at this crack
and imagine myself soaking
through the wall
Invisible
running through the music
Invisible
In that room I can only be
Invisible
A flower in paisley patterns plastered to the wall
So I pry my imagination
from the music
and sponge it from that wall
Smiling to myself at the thought of moving
Just sitting on my chair
Staring at the crack
Watching the music chase the bugs away.
Cheyenne D.
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