It’s a bright day, brilliant colors all struck from sunrays

And the night which followed was quiet,

Cicadas ain’t out yet, I’m still figuring out how I hear the same sounds

Miles away and still hearing ringing and shouts.

I could never make sense how the skyline is loud

How the blue feels like it’s fighting the sun in a bout,

I watch it from a window while academic papers ar...

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{Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #42} {Dear Brother} 

Dear Brother,

Yet another

holiday season

is upon us

`n` it still

seems like

the very 

first one

without you

by my side to

open up gift's

`n` then go

outside to

make a snowman

in the white 

wintery snowy 

weather`n` then

come back in

out of the cold

weather to warm

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