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Ivy Glen

"We drive down Ivy Glen, wind blowing in our faces and I think back to when I thought I could keep pace –"

By Derek EversPublished 3 years ago 1 min read
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Ivy Glen
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We drive down Ivy Glen,

wind blowing in our faces

and I think back to when

I thought I could keep pace –

——

I thought I could keep pace.

——

Laughing in the dark,

we speed down Sugar Plum Lane

until we reach the park

and dreams bubble up like champagne.

——

I ran away on Oak Street,

I told you this is too much for me

I didn't mean to taste so bittersweet

to you, I want to be nobody.

——

I–I just couldn't keep pace.

——

Now,

we sit in silence

driving down Ivy Glen.

———

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Derek Evers

Hello! I'm Derek, a writer based in Portland, OR. Author of short stories, poetry, and blog posts about the things that interest me. Be kind to yourself and others, always.

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