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By Young Creators • For Young Creators
Car wash
car wash
i used to watch raindrops roll down the glass window from
the backseat. toes curled up squeaking mice against rubber booster seat
seeing, by-standing, sinful peace in
finger-tracing
tears of heaven fleeing like Daphne from the sun’s sixteen
flares. conjoin, bleeding, blessed blemish always
not knowing parallel lines exist
therefore, unbeknownst
must always conjoin and bleed and blemish
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