What Was Warm

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Contributor: Annie Lin

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The shower doors are fogged
from the water’s steam
I basked in
the soapy rose aroma

My skin was red as a tomato
Pruned from the water
As I left
its warm confines

I’m sorry I’ve taken so long
I know there’s no
hot water left now
But I couldn’t resist the comfort

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Ever since she was young, Annie Lin has been doing all kinds of outdoors activities, including hiking and biking. Drawn to the atmosphere of nature, she keeps busy with figuring out the animal shapes of clouds and learning more about cultures beyond the city life. She is frequently out in the sun, often finding herself to come home with an awful tan.


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