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Grandpa
Rubber boots sloshing in the sticky and oozy mud
Salutations he says behind the rickety kitchen screen
Almost done with my breakfast I mumble
Mouth full of leftover custard pudding and baked beans
Earlobes droopy
Eyebrows as long as whiskers
Vibrant skin
Cheeks stretched
His smile a second sunrise
Beauty at war
One eye blue, the other green
Call the immortals!
It’s a close race
His hands win first prize!
Lead me down to the brook where the trout swim
The boisterous blue jay and weathervane show us the way
Be sure to hold my hands within yours
Right, then left, together we play
Sun-spotted hands
Tracing the moles with my eyes
Is that you Perseus?
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Hi, I'm Avery Azad, currently a junior at Harvard Westlake who enjoys spending time in nature, writing poetry, running, and culinary adventures. Nature is my sanctuary to feel connected with Earth whether hiking through forests, wandering on sandy beaches, gazing at the sunset which is why most of my poetry centers around its beauty. I also am on the Varsity Cross Country and Track & Field teams and love trying new cuisines to experience diverse flavors.