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august fourteenth

by Ava Blu

i keep trying to talk to you
when i remember the picture of you in the snow
the one you had her take for me

the one where all i could see was your back

and now i fear your back was the only thing
you ever wanted me to know.

08/14/2009

Posted on 08/15/2009
Copyright © 2024 Ava Blu

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 08/15/09 at 05:13 AM

I like this one a lot. There were probably numerous thoughts that go along with a picture like that, but I have a feeling the thought expressed in this poem is the one that you keep coming back to. More than usual, it seems like this poem consists of something you've been meaning to say for a long time. I love that, and I really enjoyed this. The wording throughout and the last two lines are particularly striking.

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