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| jks Lola |
Girls in Plum Sweaters
what can girls in plum sweaters
be expected to know of loss
as they pass the shovel among friends -
unorated letters on pretty stationary drift
in the wind - as earth hard-hits the coffin
inside - sweatered pruning friend on white satin -
outside they - fresh as dropped stitches
from a single skein of yarn
knitting a forever hole
girls in plum sweaters,
dirt under fingernails
cold wind in their
fresh washed hair
