Tag: emotions
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On Lantern Street
Down on Lantern Street,where the awnings flap like gossip,there’s a marketplacethat sells emotions like produce. Joy comes in crates.Bright, bruised,and priced by the pound.Sadness is cheaper,stacked in blue paper conesbeside the wilted herbs. Anger sizzles in jarsthat rattle when you shake them.Hope is sold in tiny bundlesthat smell faintly of rain. Vendors shout their bargains:“Two…
Weather In My Ribs 