Ode to Lavender

April 7, 2018
By un_named PLATINUM, Olympia, Washington
un_named PLATINUM, Olympia, Washington
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The harsh golden light
dried your skin until
fragile fingers crumbled
onto your window sill

 

there's a stranger in your
mirror who isn't in bloom,
all you faintly recognize
is that familiar perfume.

 

Thirsty, tired, and dying,
but nevertheless,
you still put on your
light purple sundress.



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