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Nooks and Crannies
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Other Dedications I am a lightly toasted muffin
Sitting on an otherwise
Empty countertop.
You look at me from
Across the room and
Expect me to move closer,
Forgetting inanimate
Objects don’t walk across
Kitchen counters in reality.
What am I supposed to do
If you don’t search me out?
Reveal every nook and cranny
Of my being?
What if mold sprouts
In all my crevices,
And you don’t realize until
After the first bite?
