Apology Letters

We emptied our pockets
At the atm
In midnight when
The world was collapsing
The narrow trees inside
The roads that we would climb
To get to the only
Place that we could dine
Moved away, another day
To the Golden-cherry treetops
I am yet, to figure myself
I need help
I'm tangled
In someone else's stuff
Burned the pages
Of apology letters
You wrote to the wrong address
Back where we used to live
We ran across the sea
Of dark and blue green
With no sand in the hair
Oh! It was seaweed
Pulled aside to save a life
Of a sailor
With no life vest to stay
Afloat when
The storm hit
With one wave, tumbling
The whole ship
And he never made it back
Looked at the moon
Which turned blue
At a bench
Below the net that you built
On the road
Of you're old house
With no
Branch to protect



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Writer(s): Tahlia Amanson
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