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A Poem: For A Place That Is Always Yellow 

I met a girl and she had
her hair laid into tangled gardens
held back by a sun hat underneath an overcast sky
and weeds that grew thick from her scalp
threatened her eyes
seafoam green wells of salt water
that scoured me clean through
and always looked
two feet behind my head
She said something about Kentucky
and I don’t quite remember what I said in response but.

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  • A poem by Arjay Schmollinger.

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