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August 22, 2013
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your room, glass in hand, the night after you graduated
emptying this little green fruit of its substance
you stole a cutting board from downstairs to cut it up
bitter juniper rememberings slip fizzy down our throats
and i don't cry
when it hits me like a sunset
that our days of youth together are at the beginning of their end
these drinks we have together are already evaporating
in our hands

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Mckay This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Aug. 27, 2013 at 4:29 pm
Short but spectacular like always. At first, I was lost. But I re-read it. And understood you were talking about drinking. I relate to this, since I graduated this year. Which just makes me feel old as h*ll. The title captured me from the start (you have a niche for picking great titles). I feel the emotion in it. And I love the last two lines "these drinks we have together are already evaporating/in our hands". I can see it and feel it. Awesome poem, literary sister. 
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