crawling into
arms and the
smell of hot
pavement
breathing down
breathing down
the neck of your
front yard.
front yard.
hammock.
you are the
coolest person
to ever live
in a middle
class predominately
white neighborhood.
your brother
liked me
your cat
liked me
your step mother
loved me! i never
met your father
but you said
he would have
thought highly
of me and my
red car. i hope
you still
do
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