A plain plastic grocery bag crinkling on searing concrete. The tattered reminders inside smelled of last year. It seems I'm two weeks too late. Return-to-sender envelope of tiny green beads and plain white shirts. My relief at missing pages. A burning ember still aglow at wrist and neck hollow.
11:14 p.m. - 2017-06-20
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