Writing

mornings begins with a drizzle of cold coffee
gulping down with an almond milk
my mind submerged into a serene focus
words I had not known flows on my keyboard
hammering a period and flipping a sentence.
some say it’s a marathon, but I’d call it a sprint.
you give all you’ve got while you remember
your body weighs your mind down
and the time limit is up:
it’s time for lunch.
good luck on your next run of writing.

1.14.2023

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