A Love Song For Turnip Season.

Dear Dungarees,

This poem! A brilliant coworker/friend who I am sure will be famous someday is the most beautiful writer. She is a creative genius. She wrote a poem for me and I am holding a treasure. To all my artsy friends, thank you for making the world a more expressive, connected, beautiful, better, place. I LOVE how your minds work. I LOVE the love and the humor you bring into the spaces you possess. May we all know, be, and birth the artsy. Amen.

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