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You died in September I remember dirt on your father’s knees your father ordered all the leaves to fall I didn’t know the trees I couldn’t beside him think how to kneel without remembering August burning chlorine on your skin swimming blue sky you dove under me I floated down I wanted your mouth against mine in how many languages can I say forgive me I didn’t hold my breath

Sherry O'Keefe