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Smile

  • Elise Abbate
  • Sep 19, 2023
  • 1 min read

Sometimes a fresh spring sunrise

but sometimes the stale sand on a dreary beach.

An agitated highlighter pressed against thick stubborn ink.

A sleepy taxi cab reflecting the twilight on a hot evening.


Ripe mangos and a hungry lioness.

A thin tired poncho deflecting lively raindrops,

or the hum of a school bus.

Sour lemons carefully molded to make sweet lemonade or

at times a stinging bee.


One moment, a bright sunflower reaching

for the stars, and the next

a quiet dandelion peeking out of a crack in the sidewalk.


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