Tomorrow, and the Next Day, and the Next
Finding Identity
By Fatima RodriguezPublished 7 years ago • 1 min read
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deep indigo mornings, my slumber breaks
my name is Five More Minutes, Please
playing chauffeur to the bickering children i live with
my name is Are We At School Yet?
cloudy days induce my reverie, and on those days
i am Day Dreamer
seemingly short weekends composed of insomnolence
and my name is Night Owl
my infinite infatuation with novels
claim my name to be Bibliophile
mother tells of adversities, unwelcome in this strange country
and i am their First American
though my own story consists of
plain and fortunate beginning
an impending climax and
a refusal for a life of drudgery
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