hard pressed

On this day of rain and heft, I thought of this bike I saw on a run once, leaning against a tree, growing into its bark.


Here now I lean into my desk, here it presses lines into my stomach. Here I press on in the rain, rust gathering at my hinges.

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  1. There is a lot of noise in my kitchen so I asked Leo if I wanted to no what he was doing, he said no properly not which has nothing to do with the post. The photo of the bike made me think of my daughter leaning against a tree for some reason

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