Last night I travelled
to the dream libraries 
of our childhood 
summers

A pastel-coloured palette,
cotton candy, 
and liquorice
o n  m y  l i p s

I imagined 
fantasy birds,
fell in love 
with new words,

And
savoured
mesmerising 
s o u n d s

        
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Last night I travelled
to the dream libraries 
of our childhood 
summers

Nina sings to herself
while I rub 
my eyes—
still too sleepy

A sandy, 
crisp, and
q u i e t  
m o r n i n g ,

This pastel-coloured palette,
cotton candy—
vigilant of sunshine 
g l e a m s

*

A night roulette
that freckles
our slight 
years—
              
                   D a r k 
              a f t e r
                t h o u g h t s 

Lazy 
drafts 
on a tattered 
notebook

                           Blending together
       unspoken d i g r e s s i o n s
                         ever so gently
        w h i s p e r e d confessions

                 L  i  k  e  
          b l  u  e  b  e  r  r  y  
      n  o  t  e  s