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Amber-Yellow Eyes on an Early Autumn Day

Jaundiced, calloused, tired feet and fanning sunflower petals. I am Winnie the Pooh and his honey pot, but the stain of unbrushed teeth. A bland buzzing lightbulb. A salty shore’s sand. I live as the dead grass starving under a backyard trampoline. And as the smiley face on the used Chinese food bag blown into a tree branch.

Amber-Yellow Eyes on an Early Autumn Day

Jaundiced, calloused, tired feet and fanning sunflower petals. I am Winnie the Pooh and his honey pot, but the stain of unbrushed teeth....

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