2. K__
Once a confidante you have become
over the years an enigma a flash
of sun on stucco in the other room
Bo became oft-abducted Hope’s
unlikely hero what color
was your hair the scent of cigarettes
smoke hanging in blue waves
on cool dark air some lines never blur
you were there and then I was gone
where did you go a mountain
of white towels hot from the dryer
the ache of a fractured bone
© 2020 by Hannah Six
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