Nicole Rifkin, illustrator: https://www.reformforest.com/
A finger scratches on a guitar string and abruptly I remember
how the sunlight unzipped your peridot eyes under dappled summer leaves
the calluses under your fingers under mine the
French vanilla coffee I drank to impress you just in case I kissed you
and the hot black asphalt we wore that summer as perfume.
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