Tenement

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Crush

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Sugar high, skittles on the train, tipsy without a drink, the world whirls around me, I melt into the hues and ignite with luminescent flare. Tofu sandwich, sauce-stained pants, it’s the luxury of the overpriced drink at a movie theater. The relief of followed through plans, the seeing of a person off at the station, the sharing of affection in the public’s eye. I know of the stars overhead are hidden by overcast, yet I feel the glow on my head, inside my head, the cosmos expanding inside me.

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