Here’s a new, quick, fun poem from an assignment, “to write about discovering something.”

The Perfect Shade of Joy There is a joy that comes with a new discovery. Life can be so ordinary and predictable. At a certain age we’ve experienced everything -- or hope we have. We aren’t expecting well, anything, really. Then we happen upon the perfect shade of nail polish.
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