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The Docks

My limbs loving their own motion,
again
I find myself spilling out
I know
this place.

Water
dark green ticking.
Like the first time,
introductions
that I kept warm in my hands,
surrounded by bodies

together
a pack emerging
simple forest running
wet socks
the girls
“Shall we go?”

The Docks

My limbs loving their own motion,
again
I find myself spilling out
I know
this place.

Water
dark green ticking.
Like the first time,
introductions
that I kept warm in my hands,
surrounded by bodies

together
a pack emerging
simple forest running
wet socks
the girls
“Shall we go?”

Isabel Schmidt  15, Seattle

 
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