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by

Katherine Tildes

I’m back at home

and I remember all

the things from

the 8 odd years

I lived here

the nights on Arrowhead with Holly
the early mornings spent at Nate’s
the proms and the dates
the deaths, the births
the floods, the skinned knees

Wendys in Cambridge
the concerts and plays
the drama of high school days
all my friends

I turn into my old

driveway and the

tears flood my cheek
everything and everyone

I’ve left behind

suddenly come into my mind

I remember the screams, the tears,

the fights

and happy times
I remember the anger and

the goodbyes
the shock and the horror
but I remember...

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