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[claire_writes]

I turned my arms into
rosebushes
when I got home,
and the sun laid
its revealing eye
over Miami.

Tearing apart the asphault,
digging through
black tar to find the
earth- I almost lost
my mind not knowing
the real color of
the ground and
my fingertips bled
with tiny morsels of dirt
in the wounds,
and stained my peach petals
fire hydrant red.

I was almost killed
by a speeding herd
of wild engines
this afternoon,
searching at 10 AM
for the forgotten earth.