smoking newports by the pool,
we felt so grown but were barely babies,
with boys in bands, small apartments, and
keg stands waiting for us.
but the real joys of life
were right here, between the
chemical mint smoke and
chlorinated sweat and us and
the saddest moments of my life
were the years of silence between us.
Thursday, June 30, 2022
baby blues
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