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the echoes that remain
black eyes reflect the haze of yellow tail-lights long gone
wrinkles memorialize muddy suitcase tracks
pursed lips remember a screaming match with someone who is only
a distant memory of a shared blanket under a meteor shower
a strand of hair tucked behind a reddening ear
a goodbye kiss on the porch, clothes soaked in starlight
ripped pictures littering the floor
wild gestures and wails trickling down to mumbles
the final gust of wind as the front door slammed shut
a throat and heart bleeding raw.
red chopsticks clink together on a table for one
trace the constellation Cygnus in rice grains
but look closer
it’s Odette, wings broken, sprawled across an empty stage
velvet curtains drawn.
talcum powder tumbles from red-rimmed eyes
grazes chapped lips, wine seeping through the cracks
sway like the willows you stood under
the day he said I love you for the first time
raise a finger- “one more please.”
in the flicker of the swinging chandelier
is the girl in a yellow sunflower dress
barefoot, flushed from dancing
cross-legged in a dew-kissed meadow
sending dandelion seeds whirling into a sapphire sky
beckoning to a scarred past.

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Kayla is a high school student who is passionate about writing. She loves to jot down flyaway ideas and mold them into vibrant stories. This poem is inspired by one of her favorite songs- "She Used to be Mine," from the musical Waitress. It describes the aftermath of a failed relationship, along with the importance of piecing yourself back together and recovering lost vitality.