Angela said that was enough. Hitched her skirt
over the garden fence, and left her tights behind.
I followed because she needed
me to. Before the boys arrived we combed our hair
under a hollybush so its leaves would stick.
We raised our noses to the moon, smelling like Christmas.
[tag word: VICARIOUS - Kari Maaren @angrykem]
--100 Poem Challenge: writing 100 poems in a weekend to raise money for EEC International.