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Jacquelyn
Arnold


Holland
Park


At the End 
of the
Season


Discord
 

I walked with you the asphalt tracks
of your schooldays,
while raw green tongues grazed our faces 
and I gulped down 
every last crumb of you.

You told of the past, yet over
the tender green evening, I barely understood
why there was no talk of the future. 




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