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05

Apr

The year they found Stephen
floating in the shallows
at Brantley Lake
I stopped having birthday parties
I was 8, scabbed knees
LA Gears and faerie wings
He was 11, skateboards
baseball bats and stray dogs
that followed him
through the neighborhood
like disciples
for the lost can sense their own
And I think I loved him
but that word still stung
like leather
and smelled of bourbon

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