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Do you not yet know?
The city is your prison.
I will set you free.

– source unknown, told to me by a friend years ago.


Months ago I wrote a haiku about this and today I decided to capture it on video. This is me and the same child who, last year, wore galoshes all Summer long.


Will you spin me ’round?
Rainboots reflect sunbeams as
You say, “One more time!”

“Will you spin me round?”
rainboots reflect sunbeams as
you ask, “one more time?”