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Keep Art Alive :: Art by Kelly Vivanco

Forgotten Saturdays,
yesterdays,
lemonade stand drive-ways.
Sidewalk chalk bubblegum flavored,
never ways.

She tangles daisy chains and grass stains,
late night coin-operated washing machine dreams.
She asks the mislead Father time,
“Why has the moon gone bad again?”

Bounce the ball,
pick-up the jacks,
one by one by three by four.

Finding answers in the skinned knee boy,
with kissed chapped lips like love.
Rose bush scratch scars,
bloodletting,
turned to happy endings.

She wonders where he left the remnants of a daughter,
hair curls and five snaps down the backside,
Osh Kosh,
from a Sears catalog clearance sale.
Dirt,
tear stains,
wisp of a promise,
blown out  by a candlelit birthday cake.
shut your eyes and make a wish.

One by two by twelve by fourteen,
she grows and grows,
and he will never know.

(by me)

Gypsy :: Suzanne Vega

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