What if breakfast was a portal? Scrambled Eggs! wanders through time, memory, and electric cities; where streetlights bloom like flowers and sandcastles talk to the sea. Alice, our dreamer, slips between Polaroids and galaxies, searching for the beauty in everything fleeting. Each poem is a frame of film; glowing, cracked, alive.
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