two summers
strawberry-feta salad held
in a tamper-proof container
a reminder of two summers back
standing day after day in a black hat
and an always-stained green t-shirt
your voice floating through car speakers
during the ten-minute drive home
startling silence when i hang my keys
or booming male voices shouting
words they don’t entirely mean
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Sonya! I didn’t know you participated in LexPoMo—I’ve done it since (I think) 2019. I love the ending of this one: how many times I, too, have “shout[ed] words [I] don’t entirely mean.”
Hunter!!! That’s crazy—I didn’t realize you did it either! I’ve been here since 2021! Thank you so much!!! 🙂