a recyclable
cardboard carton,
corners bent
vein lines indents
gold, yellow, sweet
absorbing the spill
a history book
my parents would
have to pay for
after running bases
brick schoolyard bully
stepped on my lunch
pasteurized, concentrated
the catalogue
of knowledge
now an
autumn breeze
from Vermont.
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