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Jun 2014
i looked for traces of your presence everywhere-
in the bathroom,
in a dish left carelessly in the sink,
in a fold in the cushion of the decrepit couch.
i looked under the kitchen sinkΒ Β a few times
but the place i spent the most time,
the place where i tried so hard to remember,
was under the stars on the blanket of green.
Olivia Greene
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