Wednesday, October 24, 2012

Seventeen

Butter-yellow stucco
glows gold.  Sunlight shatters

over the western wall.
There the eucalyptus,

eighty feet tall, drops seeds
fragrant as rainforests

in Australia.  Shocked, she
conceived of life as a

sexually transmitted
disease ending in death.

Carve a heart:  the cement
is still wet.  Initials

inscribed therein remind
us of a school long closed.

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