Red Card: An Examination

Did I hold it in my hand?

There will be no sun

like there was that day

no fire

like that burning

slip of paper in my palm

this moment never existed either:

sneaking off to the trees behind

the sugar shack, slipping out

a flask only the three of us

giggling not breaking

any rules. Just wanting to

Did I ever hold it in my hand?

like love it could

have been an idea. I could have

walked back with him along the path

and nothing in my palm. No umbrella

no red slip of paper

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