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What Growing Up Tastes Like

                  —A poem today after a long hiatus                 —Happy International Day of the Girl   WHAT GROWING UP TASTES LIKE   I sit with my windows open, drink of the air as if it were the gumdrop from childhood that never melted, that never tasted quite like the color coating implied: daffodil yellow, all-of-your-dreams-come-true- blue,… Read More What Growing Up Tastes Like