it's not about
her yellow dress, cotton
with white
fringe, caught
on the fence and torn
that this is all about.
the tears
are more than that.
it's all
of the yesterdays
that came before this moment
as she closed the gate
and tried
to run.
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Something about this one. Maybe because I had several yellow dresses that always ended badly. Kinda like wearing white. Fragile.
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