That Dark Coming Of Age Poem by Jackie Chou

That Dark Coming Of Age

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She asked me why I kept my head down

The love confessions on the road
carved by the townspeople
were for her, not for me

The glare of the world would blind me
if I looked up

I could hear the scream in my head
my fingers ready to gouge out
my own shadow

She smiled and laughed
painting the town pink
with her lips and cheeks

Friday, October 2, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: friendship
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