[ lemon book ]

[ lemon book ]

A Poem by winter;lyra

lemon book
sour letters left a rash on my tongue
inept, undecipherable 
bent to the last page
to find a lie that was my first truth
first page throughout the room
she was twelve when they took it
a photograph hidden in the picture book
to conceal an adult fact
along a childish track

© 2019 winter;lyra


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Added on April 27, 2019
Last Updated on April 27, 2019