First Kiss

February 26, 2018
By Writer6170 PLATINUM, Sussex, Wisconsin
Writer6170 PLATINUM, Sussex, Wisconsin
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Violently ill, no voice left to talk, we still walked. 
Palms sweaty, I stopped. We kissed, I left, calling my mom.
Looking back, I saw a raccoon and you running back to your car.


The author's comments:

This is a Korean poetic form called sijo. 


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