Poetry

What She Say

She say she wanna
Start a fam
I’m like damn
Maybe in a few years
She say I ain’t got the time, boy!
I said, I like milk with the red cap
And Chips Ahoy
She say, good luck Jose
I really mean it, I hope you do well
I said…
And…
…propel

We then shook hands and she kissed mine
I kissed hers
For a moment
We stood in The Awesome Canyon of Screams
As still as a whisper

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