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On Rapple Drive
Lyn Lifshin
I should have gone,
I finally did.
It was accidental,
Colorado, a
fellowship. I
should have locked
away the Kennedy
silver dollars, never
given him the
key. I couldn’t tell
my husband. The
sheet, not those
we tangled on,
how, sweaty
the purple one
bleached to lavender