Child’s Game
“Hold your breath!”
passing a graveyard we said
In the back seat of a 57 Ford
gravely
acknowledging the dead.
Now, out walking, I hold
my hand over my mouth
careful to not breathe in
air of living people
passing.
Child’s Game
“Hold your breath!”
passing a graveyard we said
In the back seat of a 57 Ford
gravely
acknowledging the dead.
Now, out walking, I hold
my hand over my mouth
careful to not breathe in
air of living people
passing.
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This brings back so many memories of my youth. And of course life today. Beautifully written beautifully said thank you so much
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