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tommy
Poems
Sep 2015
kentucky
trudging slow past milder new york beachgoers,
you stooped in the sand to pick up a shell,
and i crouched with you.
you told me as a little girl you would fill buckets
with shells, and the next day they would βsmell
halfway to kentuckyβ
you picked out a tiny shell for me,
and i tucked it away in my denim pocket
and today, i dont smell halfway to kentucky
but my nose is burnt pink from looking up
and smiling southward
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