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Apr 2017
She opted for verdant grass
scintillating and dewy
in the offset of an afternoon
thunderstorm

as opposed to the tepid
red brick pathway
damp and sanguine

sauntering in her black flip flops
blades of grass reach over
her soles and glaze
her milky toes

the bell sounds the hour
six o’clock
i’m late for class
JR Rhine
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JR Rhine  24/M/Lexington Park, MD
(24/M/Lexington Park, MD)   
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