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(Note: Rapper J Cole has discussed a writing exercise where he gives himself only seven minutes to write in stream of consciousness. Since I’m cultivating a habit of writing daily, but am too sleep deprived to write at length, I gave it a shot today. I think I will make this a regular practice of mine, especially when time is scarcer than desired. Here is what came out for my first attempt.)

Beggars, lawyers, bandits, mailmen;

We were a little bit of everything. 

And when I found a sliver of sky hidden in the bushes,

you didn’t hesitate to throw it back at me.

And the times it slipped through my fingers you just laughed

because you knew it always bounces.

Of course, there’s something beautiful in your laugh

And those who meet you for the first time are trampled by it—

It marches over us like Charlemagne conquered Saxony

Or, maybe, like how the sun melts wax.

It was there that I learned what it means to surrender.

So tell me (and please don’t lie)— does she bleed like I do?