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I Promised

She always says water is like
glass,
reminding me not to make it
ripple or crack,
like nerve endings breaking down her
back.
Tells me how she visited Greece--
“You haven’t seen water ’til you’ve stood there,”
forces me to promise I’ll visit
one day.

I Promised

She always says water is like
glass,
reminding me not to make it
ripple or crack,
like nerve endings breaking down her
back.
Tells me how she visited Greece--
“You haven’t seen water ’til you’ve stood there,”
forces me to promise I’ll visit
one day.

Hannah Kitchens  17, Seattle

 
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