My Sense Poem Poem by Jasmine Robert

My Sense Poem



New York City

I see lots of lights

It tastes like honey-roasted peanuts

It smells like warm pretzels and sewers

It sounds like the whole world trying to be heard at once

It feels like home

New York City

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Jasmine Robert

Jasmine Robert

Queens, New York
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