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Haley Sessoms

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i pass by Brooklyn homes smelling food that reminds me of my grandmother. windows are cracked and i hear people laughing and talking over one another. i smile, aching to be inside. 
    laughing with my family in roanoke
    eating food my grandmother made  
    my dad and brother are debating something I chose to ignore
     i close my eyes and the smell is enough to take me back 
when my eyes open and i’m back on the sidewalk
putting my headphones on, i continue walking away, never breathing out
   breathing in until i can’t 
the smell that forever reminds me 

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