23185, Early July

1 min

Grad Student. Poet in progress, occasional cook, part time procrastinator, full time daughter, granddaughter and friend  [+]

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I touch my hand to the grass and it comes away wet so
I am unable to sit down.
How my hand has touched so many places like this,
places I am unable to inhabit but have grown to love
despite my best efforts.
A pair of squirrels languidly follow each other to a tree.
It is starting to rain, but the tree cover is impenetrable.
How I wish you were here with me,
watching the squirrels’ tails dampen with the rain water.
As I sit here, I consider the curls that stick to the nape of your neck.

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John Hedrick · ago
absolute banger
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Nicholas Hays · ago
Well this certainly is a long story short! It seems this went to such a personal place in just 7 lines.
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Eric Jayne · ago
Still got it!
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Alexandra Clay · ago
So good!!!
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Sungyeon Cho · ago
This is amazing!
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Haley Wells · ago
Love it!
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Maya Carey · ago
Love this so much! I hope you win!
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Liz Dahl · ago
I love this and I love you
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