By Nicole Mckeon
Laura died two days ago
I lost you years ago.
Once the ribbons fell
away
(they leapt from your
hair like it was on fire)
you were on fire
burning bright
burning fast
you left me for a boy
you left me for dark eyes
and wet, red lips
you grew out of me
like a pair of jeans
but I'm still here
if you want to find me
Nicole McKeon is forever a student. She currently lives on
the top of a hill with her partner and dog. She can be found playing video
games when she’s supposed to be writing poems.
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