On the days work takes its namesake,
darkness falls smoothly to my feet.
I play hopscotch with the shadows,
sashay past the demise of dormant dreams,
and bow to the katydids applauding hours
of sleepless street machines.
To soothe the sours of sunlight yearning,
I massage the wrinkles
from the middle of my spine,
while ironing tuckered troubles
from the corner of my smile.
But the sun will rise.
And so will I.
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About the Creator
Xandra Yantzi
My name is Xandra. I am a teacher, coach, poet, queer woman, and lover of all things music, rhythm, and blues. You can find me dancing in the cereal aisle of your local grocery store.
Based in Southern Ontario, Canada.
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