Saturday Morning

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[…]
My head carries the sound of tap-dancing through puddles.
One slow stab of wonder until I get to sleep again.
I think the trees are firework taxidermy.
A steady reminder of celebration and light.
How quiet.
I’m a collapsing house.
Come collect me.
[…]

~ Dalton Day, “Stepping Out of Sorrow,” published in Souvenir


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  1. Reblogged this on It Is What It Is and commented:
    Saturday morning ….. Ahhh!

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  2. How does one tap dance in a puddle?

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  3. This must be America, where the streets are paved with gold.

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