sunflower
there’s this story I’ve told
ever since running away from home
and for whatever reason
it’s never grown old
oral traditions are alive and
well in so many cultures
but in my small space few listen
leading me to believe
my story will gradually fade
unexpressed emotions remain
buried underground but very much alive
skipping this season and
perhaps the next
one day breaching the surface
when least expected
july two thousand eighteen
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