I like the way moss grows

between the cracks in the sidewalk.

 

I like how houses look during the day

quiet and patient

waiting for their people to return.

 

I like how airplanes leave shallow cuts in the clouds.

I like the way sun shines through the dead trees with the dead leaves that cling to them.

 

I don’t like ants

or their houses.

I avoid them as much as I can.

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