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  • Writer's pictureEmily Louise Perkins

April 7

when I was seventeen my friend died with my poem in his wallet

and then the sun set for me and God was there

he'd painted the sky so pretty for me

and then Cat Stevens wrote me a whole album

he told me about what to do if I lose my eyes

and now I like how my basil reaches up towards me when watered

like a human when kissed for a long time

give everything away! Your whole heart!

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