Vassar Student Review

I don’t have any childhood trauma

fist fight from a separate youth

baby teeth-pricked hands

shallow even blood

apple bright consequence.

 

grey sun-rusted lawn chairĀ 

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.

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