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(untitled) (Free verse) by A. Nomaly
I was asking about the rain and the fortitude
simply because you left it open so abruptly
and I forgot everything just then. I needed
a reminder. This time was different,
you promised and I agreed, it was. Retelling
would make it even more so I hoped, but this
is what happened. Each word lashed
on to what happened before, before, before,
skipping stones plunging, military uniforms,
sleeves rolled up, medals polished.
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