peachy

October 2, 2010 § Leave a comment


it made me so mad

that time at camp we

were on a hike, and

I was dying halfway

up Mount Baldy of thirst

and Roseanne square as a box

pulls out a peach you could smell forever, and

even when I tell her

I’m so thirsty

I could die

she still doesn’t

hand it over still won’t

give me a stupid

bite but, what made me

madder than anything, was she

had the choice

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