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Finding Emily

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So what if your plants die

When you go on vacation

There are many plants alive in the world

Just not any longer 

the ones that were

yours

Crying in the arrivals terminal at Newark 

Mourning the house plants forgotten

I speak to you 

Cabo bound young professional 

Using your PTO to go to Cabo 

assuming their Mexican plants

Absorbing their varied tones of 

olive, jade, emerald, chartreuse 

Making the flowers work 

Sketching in leather notebooks

precisely the ridges 

of the organ pipe cactus 

circumscribed by Chinese hibiscus

that continue upward in circles

into the cerulean sky 

until paper lanterns

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Finding Emily 

Making great peace in yourself

with pencils

on the rough grit of 

deckle edged Egyptian cotton 

Conceiving Brooklyn

on virgin canvas  

in Cabo 

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