Read. Write. Repeat. Aspire to be a Janitor.
In the form of fall,
Our green lives take on color;
In the likeness of dawn,
The fiery fingers warm our eyes.
After all the words have been said
And every corridor traversed,
The scent of the jacaranda blooms
Perfume my meditative nose.
Where the cotton-candy clouds
And the liquorice horizon kiss,
You will find us dancing there
Wreathed in tender honeysuckle vines.
To the rhythm of the whip-poor-will,
In the shade of the sunflower patch,
Our pulses rage in sync as my eyelashes
tickle your ivory middriff.
In the form of spring,
Our hazy slumber turns to vivid life;
In the likeness of dusk,
Our days and nights finally commingle.
Bridging the Ecclesial, the Academic, and the Political
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