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A Poem to New York

I like how you can find yourself with nothing to do and everything to be done.

Do you know what I mean? 

You can have zero plans and then you find the city is swallowing you whole. 

Suddenly you are on an adventure for a very specific food item 

or on the hunt for a color scheme that makes you feel bright when the sun’s been away.

The sky peaks out a deeper blue when those days come and the winds sweep you off your feet with a rush of fresh air you know has filtered through taxis and sirens, garbage day and subway dirt but also neighborhoods, floral shops, restaurants and parks. 

I love how it’s home to everyone and home to no one. 

Do you know what I mean?