Poetry

15 bagels and a brioche bun

By: Ivy Geren

I’m sitting in a swirl of dreams
Half-formed, half-dreamt
Stacked on top of each other like the crusts of a million barely-eaten sandwiches
But I’ve learned that the idea of a dream is always better than its reality
So I add five more sandwiches to the pile and sit
Stagnant yet boiling with the heat of the fire that consumes them

Categories: Poetry

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