Happy Friday, team.
The evenings are getting longer, brighter. I’m full of words. So many new words just itching to get out of my fingertips and onto a page. I’m full of orange wine and friends and the flowers growing above my bins and beefy tomatoes. Basically, it feels like summer.
To celebrate, I wanted to share three poems about this time of year, that you’re the first to see.
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