Traci

What I remember about Traci
is gentle alabaster fingers
and soft maroon freckles on rice paper skin
rippling in moonlight shadows

What I remember about Traci
is the sharp smell of Noxzema
and poetry green and gray
whispered in hushed dream tones

What I remember about Traci
is the look on her face
the day she found out
that I had betrayed her

About Mark

Tattooed piano playing yeast killer with a degree in Mythology. More about me…

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