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Careless MAG
You said I would never get around to
Unpacking.
But I did,
In a stale hotel room,
On a carpet floor that felt like
Old teddy bears.
And as I looked through
The battered suitcase,
I realized I had left your
Picture behind.
That picture, the one of you
At the state fair
Holding a slushy cup which looked
Oversized in your
Tiny hands –
We always joked about how small your hands were,
Putting them against ours.
I remember you had squatted beneath the
Popcorn concession stand –
Slurping from your striped
Straw,
Orange shades entangled in your
Frizzed hair,
Your blue sneakers dabbed with
Dirt.
And I saw how beautiful you looked
Sitting there,
And I had snapped the picture with a
Disposable camera,
And the lighting came out bad,
With the sun making
Half your face too bright.
But I kept it because
It was the only picture I had of you –
The only one you would let me keep.
You knew I had loved it,
Even if the corner was
A little bent
From carrying it around
Too much.
And what could have
Happened to that
Photograph?
I decided I must have lost it.
I guess I was always
The careless one.
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