Goodbye

Peaches floating face down.
Kisses on the back of the neck.
My mother’s eyes on my arms
Like indulgent spiders.

Cough.
Fantabulous.
Crabwise walking out to play.
Snowsuits moonwalking.

Great snowballs
Hard as walnuts.
I sang out “incoming!”
Heard you were sadly.

Ham so salty
it soaked for days.
Rhubarb pie happy,
Stick fires for eyes.

I know another fire
has you now.

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