Green Grapes

Poetry by Lily Burke

I can’t eat green grapes.
Not anymore.
I can’t look at a soccer ball without thinking of you.
Lord of the Rings has a new meaning,
so does Coca-Cola.

It’s funny how such a simple thing can mean so much.
How one little thing can bring tears to my eyes,
can cause my heart to race.

I can’t eat green grapes.
Not anymore.
Not when I know they’re your favorite.
Not when I know you can catch them
in your mouth effortlessly.

I can’t eat green grapes.
Not anymore.
Not without thinking of your mouthing closing around the
green that matches the color of the
shirt you wore when we first met.

I can’t eat green grapes.
Not anymore.
Not without them leaving a sour taste in my mouth.
The same taste the comes when I say your name

I can’t eat green grapes.
Not anymore.

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Lily Burke is a freshman at Clayton A. Bouton High School.