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Monday, June 9, 2008

morning comes.

a sleepy caramel dog curls up at my feet and yawns.

the sun rises, its rays splattering on bushes and tree branches.
dewy grass
there is a faint scent of lilac in the air as i stretch 
knotted hair.
freshly brewed coffee.
orange juice and toothpaste.
good morning.