let’s get up early, make instant coffee.
let the kettle hum,
our hearts beat
under the clink of cups.
let’s pluck magic—
from this or•di•na•ry mor•ning
…we’ll saw & glide
over easy runs,
like who uses the shower first.
we’ll sta-cca-to wake the day,
…the clothes & sheet
i n t h e w i n d
play it in whatever key. we’ll sing
Amanda Thomas is in her third year of a BFA in Creative Writing. She writes poetry in an attempt to make words sing. She is working on a YA high fantasy novel, which is an endless joy and torture.
Find more of her work on her blog.
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