Vassar Student Review

Vassar Student Review

i don’t have any childhood trauma

By Lauren Sylvia Foster

fist fight from a separate youth

baby teeth-pricked hands

shallow even blood

apple bright consequence.


grey sun-rusted lawn chair 

pre-cancer family

the moment a photograph might have been taken.


that same dream light

now only comes

from seven drinks and sour hands


the ambulance is on its way.

It must be odd for...

I kick around the dust...

There is a horrendous roar...

if the mountains call for...

when you’re at the bottom...

I love you mint chocolate...


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