Andrew

April 28, 2009
By hillary811 GOLD, Bozeman, Montana
hillary811 GOLD, Bozeman, Montana
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It’s 12:35 on a Wednesday
And your leaning against my red Subaru (mom’s),
Alternately taking puffs of Camel light (5th one today)
And bites of cheesy olive bread ($1.59 on sale at Safeway).
I can’t believe you’re getting an American flag tattoo
This weekend.
On your chest, for
Christ’s sake.
But then you glance at me over the collar of
Your blue Lacoste hoodie,
And I kind of forget what I was saying.


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on Aug. 16 2010 at 3:14 pm
BrittDawn PLATINUM, Winnipeg, Other
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Favorite Quote:
And at that moment, I swear we were infinite.

I love your poem, and i think it should be published in the magazine. Great job

on Jun. 11 2009 at 1:20 am
Dandelion PLATINUM, Franklin, Massachusetts
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I really liked this poem. It made me stop and imagine being there, and I think that's how a poem's supposed to make you feel. Great job, and keep on writing.


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