Ode to Iris Circle
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You were seven, well, six and three quarters:
the age where strawberries & cantaloupe
still masqueraded as dessert; time was
as foreign as Florentines or wormwood;
laughter came as easy as the ouchies
on your knees; car rides with mom at midnight
were a covenant between a twenty-
something and you and the moon that followed.
Little 90's baby, you knew nothing
of apartheid or cold wars or Clinton.
About the Creator
𝚔𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚊 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚕
𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗– 𝚖𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚜.
♡ 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚒𝚙𝚜 𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚍 ♡
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