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Summer Rain

When I was single in New York, I loved it. I had already decided I would be ok being single for the rest of my life and could even live happily that way. But there were some nights that were out-of-the-blue brutal, especially in the summer, where I was like “Fuuuuuuu…. I just wish I had someone right now.” That was when I wrote out this poem, line by line, and unlike my usual writing style, left it unedited. I wanted to honor it for what it was: an outpouring of emotion, in written form.

Peaches on the table
Clothes on the floor
A tippy-tap at the window
And no one at the door.

A continual burning
Of a candlelit flame
And the warmth of your body
Amidst the cool summer rain.

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