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Nov 2012
In the Fall it smelled like hickory smoke and rotting leaves and maples
I would stand outside on the cold dry porch, cutting my bare feet on the staples
It reminded me of Camp David, when the fog layed on the water
I was all alone and the weather wasn't getting any hotter

In the Winter it smelled like diamonds and sugar and glacial water
I would run about in the yard, feeling my toes freeze slowly
It reminded me of Leavenworth, when I would get trapped underneath the porch
I was all alone and I carried a torch

In the Spring it smelled like candy and apple blossom trees
I would read poetry on the lawn chair, feeling it scratch my arms
It reminded me of Christ and the blood he must have spilt
I was all alone and it was becoming hell

In the Summer it smelled like fire, cotton candy and beach sand
I would lay on the porch and let myself melt
It reminded me of Roslyn where we wrote our names in charcoal on cliff faces
I was all alone because I'm a girl that someone replaces
Robyn
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Robyn  Seattle, WA
(Seattle, WA)   
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