Monday, March 14, 2016

Paper Sun

Holding hands 
on the beach.
The moment when
she closes the door
behind her.
"I forgot my mantra!"
The report card
you threw in the trash
and told your parents
you lost it.
There was no chicken
in the chicken fettuccini
alfredo from Trader Joe's,
but it was still delicious.
The paper dosa that falls
apart when you eat it.
All your plans
for the future.


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