{"id":43393,"date":"2017-08-06T11:14:15","date_gmt":"2017-08-06T15:14:15","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=43393"},"modified":"2017-08-06T11:14:15","modified_gmt":"2017-08-06T15:14:15","slug":"for-katie-in-virginia","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2017\/08\/for-katie-in-virginia\/","title":{"rendered":"for katie in virginia"},"content":{"rendered":"

loud children gather outside<\/span><\/p>\n

the local ice cream shop<\/span><\/p>\n

where you used to get heaping scoops of pink <\/span><\/p>\n

ice cream covered in blankets of rainbow sprinkles<\/span><\/p>\n

this scene is still visible<\/span><\/p>\n

every night till 11pm in the summer<\/span><\/p>\n

but it would seem to me that they are all traitors<\/span><\/p>\n

the children and their tired parents<\/span><\/p>\n

the ice cream scoopers and the nervous teenager<\/span><\/p>\n

at the cash register<\/span><\/p>\n

traitors all of them<\/span><\/p>\n

to carry on with this sweet sugar soaked life<\/span><\/p>\n

when you\u2019re not here<\/span><\/p>\n

we should have hit the collective pause button<\/span><\/p>\n

when you drove away to virginia<\/span><\/p>\n

or rather your departure should have caused the whole<\/span><\/p>\n

system to collapse<\/span><\/p>\n

freeze up<\/span><\/p>\n

like a computer that needs to reboot<\/span><\/p>\n

and yet<\/span><\/p>\n

loud children<\/span><\/p>\n

on bikes<\/span><\/p>\n

ice cream cones<\/span><\/p>\n

melting on sidewalks<\/span><\/p>\n

me alone in the car wondering<\/span><\/p>\n

if i\u2019m going to brave the crowds<\/span><\/p>\n

you in virginia<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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