Poem: Regret

Regret

As ginkgo leaves fall,
I think of the exact time
I split your heart open.

The scent followed us
from Sunset Court to airport,
then you were just gone.

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About jeffersonbeavers

Jefferson Beavers is a multimedia journalist based in Fresno, Calif. He teaches journalism and writing courses at Fresno City College.
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