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Poem: In Headlights


the headlights the car the blue one
rusted old out front where it sat
the trees endlessly green
not anymore
not anywhere
the toy stuck
up there thrown
pink and yellow
the grass the chain-link fence
scars from climbing it
long blades of scallion grass
the dog sick from eating them
despite knowing better
her eyes and the patch around them
the kitchen where we’d tussle
pulling at her tail
getting bit
experimenting with pain from another
my broken necklace
the rush of the room
silence and then trampled stairs
then black then nothing
rage regret
into the bathroom
flushed and pause
practicing smiling
with tears at the same time
my own little game of irony
beneath those flickering bulbs.

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