with brass button elephants.
After the dinner with last winter's candles.
The same week you'd sent a letter
from the next street over. It was raining
as I boiled the lime-scaled kettle
to peel off the penny stamp.
I scanned and licked the back of it
to check you'd sent it by yourself.
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100 Poem Challenge: writing 100 poems in a weekend to raise money for EEC International.
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