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Jun 2014
I love the smell of the strawberry hand soap
in my tile bathroom ringed orange
with iron stains
in the cheap sink
and shallow bathtub.
I love the way he smelled when he stood too close
in the dark
backstage.
I love the way the air smells
after heavy rain
and storms with lightning.
I love the way clean sheets smell.
I love the way lavender smells
I love the way bread baking smells.
Meghan O'Neill
Written by
Meghan O'Neill  Michigan
(Michigan)   
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     ---, --- and Audrey
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