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 May 2020 Kate Millar
Andrew
Crying to my cigarette in the night, wish for the bright light. You in my mind you in my dreams I wish life was as easy as it seemed. Moonlight brightening up the night showing me to the world making my toes curl. Pathetic little boy crying in plane sight. That’s me on this on this wonderful night.
as a kid
there's nothing
like wasting away inside a tiny
room
sitting on the backrest
of the couch
looking out the window
and seeing her
tread through the rain

a red umbrella covers
her.

Mother

she's going back
to the liquor store

— The End —