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Girls Touching
"They were close"
mama said of the wife who's
husband finally gave out inside
his iron lung.
"They were close"
my 11 year-old mind recited standing
next to Janice, us two girls playing
with long sticks on a winter California
day crisp and muddy with
a pond-size puddle to splash
side by side.
Our shoulders' touched and
everything stopped as
I breathed her scent and
"They were close."
mama said of the wife who's
husband finally gave out inside
his iron lung.
"They were close"
my 11 year-old mind recited standing
next to Janice, us two girls playing
with long sticks on a winter California
day crisp and muddy with
a pond-size puddle to splash
side by side.
Our shoulders' touched and
everything stopped as
I breathed her scent and
"They were close."
Published 9th Feb 2011
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9th Feb 2011 9:05pm
A stunning little write. I don't like critiquing what I consider 'good poetry' so I won't, but that was thoroughly enjoyable, so much so that I'm going to read it again
