They held daffodils between their teeth as they wove flower crowns and years later
Flipping through old books she found four-leaf clovers pressed between pages
Crushed flat and still, preserved for no one
She felt the heat and shine of the rising sun and saw her friend in his car, preparing to leave the summer behind
She called out to him from the patio and said I love you
He turned to her and responded Ugh stop drinking
The child molester sitting a table away asks her about a boy as the morning coffee begins to waft
She says Give me a cigarette and I’ll tell you
She takes a drag and weaves a tale of indifference
As he lectures her about fickleness