Glance At The Wonderland

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I wish I knew tomorrow, its color, door, smell, language, breath, embrace, warmth, style, makeup, mathematics, stories. I wish I could hold it on my arms boogie on all the way down the train downtown, make my best accessory du jour but I don’t know tomorrow. I know, however, it is always promising, full of accolades and blessings, dance and music, books and pens. It is never perfect but perfect enough for I to call it mine, drive through with my rooftop up, shootout to whoever at the bus stop that I have spoken to the Man Up Upstairs and He told me to tighten the seatbelt, buckle up, sit still and breathe. I got this, He said and I replied, ok, my seat is up, decorated and ready to mingle with tomorrow.

©️ Angela Aguiar

Girl Named Mandy

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Florence, Italy

Date: Friday, 27 March 2001 12:12pm ET
To: Joy.Karen
From: Roark.Allana
Subject: story

there was a girl named mandy
who was tempted by a man with candy
with might and main they tried it on the beach, but it was too sandy
on her way home she found a flashlight, she thought how handy
now, she spends all her time singing “you don’t light up my life andy”

©️ Angela Aguiar