Photo by Bruno Scramgnon on Pexels.com That hard yellow, tangy citrus It's thick like pea soup Morning isn't complete without a cup It's sweet yet the flavor is abrupt Some like it fresh squeezed With a flavor so spectacular... it brings the prideful to their knees People ask for more Not forgoing an added measure … Continue reading Orange Juice
Burning Toast Can you smell the burning toast in the thick air? It sets fire to relaxed nostrils The fog drifts from the toaster like a daydream on fire It spreads through the vast house like a monsoon It goes above and beyond but still reaches higher Lift the lever, unplug the toaster and throw … Continue reading Burning Toast
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