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In California

  Girls 


Sitting on the back of a flatbed truck
in the flat light of late September
I watched some girls
walking home from high school
with their books held
cross-armed against their chests
and their faces bright and animated
with the animation of young school girls.
And in that way I could remember
those new potatoes pushing
through endearing pastel cashmeres—
that pushed a melancholy into me
as I leaned back against the cab
and opened another beer
and watched those girls
lose a little of their brightness
when they crossed into the shade
of some poplars across the street
whose leaves were beginning to yellow.


 
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