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Posts Tagged ‘p.j. w.’

First Kiss

Against the door of my boyfriend’s teal-blue green Camaro In his parents’ driveway Pools of light dotted the landscape of the suburban hood The darkness around us, surrounded Each punctuated moment when our lips touched

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Party Store Romance

I remember a ten-minute romance in the aisles of a party store somewhere in Tampa when I was . . . thirteen? Fourteen? I was with my mom, and she was doing some serious shopping, so on my own (free!) I caught a glimpse of you (a handsome redheaded boy . . . so cute!). [...]

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