Justine Chang
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Where to get your driver’s license.
Jumping in full speed.
Skim. Skid. Skip.
A belated farewell.
An endless stretch. A call for rest.
You forget so easily, the days your billows sagged with the seas.
Hang in there.
Don’t pass me by.
And I lift my gaze to catch my breath in these precious folds.
Fading footsteps.
What I found while looking for the rising moon.
Always running behind playing grid therapy.