Day 12/ one of my paintings

Todays prompt was to make a poem about a city. Guess what I chose?

The Borough of Manhattan
Buildings form shadows as the clouds cut skyscrapers in two
Floating islands high above people
The smell of wet pavement mixes with the harbor
Senses bombarded with sounds and vibrations
The city drowns in music of its own making
The skies finally turn blue

by Rachel Galbreath
by Rachel Galbreath

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