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One day I’ll upload to the cloud.
I’ll leave this body and fly.
I might even come back,
do it all again.
Programmed to have forgotten
I’ll feel sweat on my brow,
taste salt running from my face,
salt of the earth,
written in code.
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Nick seeks to bring a sense of contemplation to his work as a product manager of financial indices when not reading and writing poetry. A woeful Knicks fan, Nick resides in Manhattan with his wife Julia and their miniature pinscher, Emma. Nick’s work was recently featured in Grey Sparrow Journal.