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Rugby

By Sarah Madeline

I’m sorry I looked at you,
And that you caught me.
Sorry if I’m already
Destroying the little we have.
But changing isn’t bad, we do it
Everyday before practice.
Your friends scare me, and you do
In a better way.
This fear is toothsome,
Can I have seconds?
Sure, I can keep a secret.
But shame tastes like mud,
Like turf after a tackle, and
I want you to hold whatever parts
Of me you want. I can love you
Any way you’ll let me.
I can stomp on this thing
Before it grows.

Sarah Madeline is a young French Oregonian who enjoys pink flowers, reading by the pool, and cookie dough ice cream.

Filed Under: Poetry Tagged With: Issue 27

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