Lost Innocence, Tharpe St.

a butterfly backpack glows

aquamarine, upright

on the centerline of Tharpe Street

empty, illuminated

by the orange cream dusk at one end of the road

against purple green nightfall at the other


I watch it shrink in the rearview mirror

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