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This poem is taken from PN Review 238, Volume 44 Number 2, November - December 2017.

Three Poems Lydia Allison
Blue

for a year I wore blue
almost exclusively
so we first locked eyes
over my sky blue t-shirt

in the heat I broke
the cotton sky with dark
cloud-like patches. over time
the neck and hems faded
close to white    

I wore it once when we fucked
but never knew how he felt about that

I always got a lot from clothes.
liked how he slept
in a rough polo shirt
with the buttons undone

how he covered up
instead of using SPF.
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