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I am a drop of water,
flowing down a concrete river -
absorbing the gray smoke
of gypsy taxis
as they beep their horns
to no particular tune.

I am translucent, iridescent;
a reflection of pink neon
mixed with moonlight.
My skin is malleable,
changing colors
like a liquid chameleon at noon.

I am the scent of potpourri,
immersed in the aromas
of my desert oasis...
pretzels and pollution,
perfume and pickles,
people and places that left me too soon.

I am one with this city -
its towering buildings,
its green cactii flowering...
I dance to its stillness,
I rejoice in its heat,
I am Phoenix in the middle of June.