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Indie Vinyls MAG

December 13, 2019
By irenepearl SILVER, Buffalo Grove, Illinois
irenepearl SILVER, Buffalo Grove, Illinois
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I could write a poem that no one could tell
is from 809 miles away,

Or upstairs – it would just be about home

Scratches on the old chestnut wooden door

Covered by a yellow smiley face flag,

As it opens – indie tunes spill noisily

Whiff of a rushed morning – floral, dry shampoo

Half filled sweet body mists, forever stained 

On vinyl covers nailed into the pastel blue walls

Chipped from fallen fairy lights 

S T A R G I R L

Radiates above a timber frame,

Reflecting off dried contacts – next to the bottle of aspirin

Stopping red Expo markers from rolling
off the window sill

To reach for it, you’d trip over a pair
of gleaming cherry Doc Martens

Tumbling into the rosy quote scribbled across the glass

Sinking into the glowing sunset



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