Fresher Digs
By alexwritings
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Autumn air.
Light freckling the sides of rental vans.
Inside,
tac-pocked walls
have been daubed with paint.
There’s a teabag in the sink
and evidence of mice.
Along the hall, the electric meter
sifts out its kilowatts
like an unwatched magician.
But then the buzzer goes…
its a gawky kid handing out Smirnoff Sours.
They are like little green grenades.a
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I'm going to show this to my
I'm going to show this to my daughter, who becomes a Fresher this weekend. The Smirnoff Sours will whet her appetite. And possibly the topless lad, depending on variables.
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Those first few days
Those first few days distilled into a finely crafted essence. Well done, and let's hope not too many people throw those grenades straight back up again
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Perfect images and diction,
Perfect images and diction, what a beautifully crafted poem.
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