for its emptiness MAG

October 29, 2012
By RMDillon BRONZE, Arlington, Massachusetts
RMDillon BRONZE, Arlington, Massachusetts
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she heard somewhere
that when a person eats
an oreo, it tastes like love,
so she ate row by row
through the blue jacket stacks
and within each processed sphere
she saw his eyes.

his eyes, dark-lashed and green,
seventh-grade crush,
squinty dream-gray of the
first boyfriend,
the drooped-corner browns of another's
salty kiss.

and biting through chocolate to cream,
crumble-dusted lips
sought the skim of fingertips,
she closed her eyes and saw
the strobe lights and
fireworks on the roof and
the lumpy double bed.

soon the package was empty,
crinkled and worn like the deep deflated cavities
of her heart,
her heart: the red envelope, saliva-sealed,
opened and reclosed and opened

the only sweetness left
was the sugared grit of nostalgia
capping chocolate-tinted teeth.

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on Dec. 21 2014 at 4:50 pm
beAWESOMEstayAWESOME BRONZE, New York City, New York
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Favorite Quote:
"Work hard in silence and let your accomplishments make the noise."

Amazing!! Keep writing!


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