Friday, August 29, 2008

bonus post, tribute #7 (double-length) -Lee Anne

mom insisted we were
best friends
a comparative - top better from worse.

shoved together as if betrothed
we talked, what, twice?

L. insisted we could cross a frozen swamp
over my instincts, bubbles
muck-mire past my knees;
she lent me clean pants, belt

someone-not-me arranged a sleepover;
was informed she'd share my bed

recall her feet on my face in the night
her recorder squeal-practice, headache-hours

my head in clouds, how to stretch
put my foot all the way down?

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