Sunday, December 14, 2025

a soap bubble is as real

as fossil teeth. but:

i want a vegetable garden

something that lasts

i want to bud your flowers

and bear your fruit

our very own world will be nestled

neatly within that other one

tucked in the margins

we’ll make our own gentle way

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