~Photo by Emily Citaro
it's the
right weather
for daydreaming
a wake
up call
it's never
linear for me
supermarket flowers
are all
I can
hope for
a rose
trying to
grow out of
the muddy sidewalk crack
a smile
forces
a laugh
another vice
stop in
the moonlight
let me
touch
the wind
tempted by
bright stars
I can
fix
what's broken
don't try
to change
my memory
something always
gravitates me
to you
it's everything
you wanted
and everything
you don't
don't be
scared to
dream hoping
it would
turn sweet
again, one
door swings
open
the other
swings closed
flowers were
meant to bloom
and light you up
~Sarah Mahina Calvello
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