tip of my tongue
like rock climbers
dangling
from a
pass.
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Whispers of red lipstick
on soda cans.
Paper napkins spread
on glittering dresses
as we clumsily eat $4 pizzas.
Our wallets are still empty.
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She liked to watch them together
To give her something to think about.
Put herself in her
high heels.
Standing next to him
instead of him.
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Sometimes I drown
things, like people
and memories and
sometimes I rise
to the surface and
kiss the shore,
and sometimes you
are the ocean.
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