March 10, 2017
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emmanicoleIn hell we talk in our slam poetry voice
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The day I almost got hit by a car chasing the boy of my dreams in the city of my dreams.

March 10, 2017

by emmanicole

We walked through the morning mountain air.

A whole kilometer to downtown Banff that I watched him slip and slide over the icy pavement.

Little flakes of snow settled into his blond hair as I wonder why was never good enough for him.

I breathe in the mountain and ignore the stinging pain in my knees to the sound of him laughing.

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emmanicoleIn hell we talk in our slam poetry voice
2 months agoReply
@bernardtwindwil thank you so much!

bernardtwindwilGold CommaGranddad & story teller, tomthepo8.com
2 months agoReply
This was a lovely poem. Your words were descriptive and powerful. Great story!!!