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that first weekend in college
I ran in the woods in nothing but a suede coat fringed in fur and my panties barefoot and laughing as the branches scratched my legs a frat boy followed beer can in hand he was safe in that foolish way he giggled every time he took a drink a leprechaun emerged we ran through the woods in this dead end freedom of adulthood and childhood so blurred we couldn't comprehend later with grass in our hair we would fall asleep on the floor of his dorm room wake up the next morning picking twigs out of our ears amidst the empty beer cans we would realize how different we were my blond hair and fur coat would be a story he could tell but his football jersey and lite beer can is something I would hide all his trophies seemed to point at me as I left the room walking over pizza boxes and sleeping bodies we couldn't find my pants and he laughed in a jealous way as I left him there with bare legs wearing my fur like a fox in my youth I let them chase me in the woods on dark nights with no fear because I was fast and fun the trees seemed to carry me the wind picked me up when I stumbled where has the time gone? that girl so sure she could out run anyone is now a woman that wants to sit and think write about when the world was whirling past hourglass I won't tip you yet let me watch each grain of sand let me remember when I saw you when I first turned you over hoping for time to pass
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Ed Leonard
6/2/2021 01:34:07 pm
A mixture of joy and sadness to retrieve youthful, angst-filled memories. A fine write. I understand. Inside you’re still that young, delicious boy magnet.
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