Julian Gregorian

Playing hopscotch &
Jumping over empty space
Hovering for a second to change
Our place-holding bobble

Elevated heart rate swinging wildly
With every revolution

With every repeat gathering
We take what little remains
& Try transforming it

into something more

A wet ball of pasta noodles
Long and dangling
Perhaps by magic
The leaning tower of macaroons on the counter

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