What has come before has no meaning; It's sensibility soon to be swept away.
These ideas have no peace, toxicity fills every crack and crevice. Association was the only option.
It caused panic; chaos of every nature building within.
A natural phenomenon, correlated with negativity and sadness.
The walls were built, higher than the ones that stood before. A promise of safety, lingering in the depths of "comfortably".
Little by little, it made its way, seeming innocent and thrilling at its commencement.
Then, all at once, it advanced. Not just by an inch, but by thousands of miles.
The walls, so shallow in their means, effortlessly collapsed, revealing the most vulnerable of them all.
Expecting the worst, the precedents once knew were overridden.
It was gentle, it was calm, it understood existence.
A beautiful abundance of life, mistaken for its destructive nature.
A rainbow of hope.
With life in her hands, she smiles...
Accommodation was necessary, but the walls no longer were.
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Snacktime Sonata Challenge Winners
Well, your Snacktime Sonatas made us hungry, and that’s about the highest compliment we have. Food — taste, smell, sensation — is a powerful conduit to the past, to memories pleasurable and painful and sometimes bittersweet, a mixture of comfort and challenge. Congratulations to Penny Fuller for Sativa — it’s a first win for Penny — a hymn to the “secret, unbounded/freedoms” of fresh peas in the pod. The narrative voice of the poem doesn’t really want to be outside, but finds joy in the green things of the earth; this is a lovely work of resilience.
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