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Absent Minded

Published June 17, 2017 in Jack Sprat , NY Stories - 0 Comments

Absent Minded

Smelling jasmine flowers as he walked by the barking dogs.

Jack remembered her laughing from the back of the cab.

Grabbing his hand and pushing it under her dress.

Smiling and encouraging him to misbehave.

It was a long time ago,

but he could still see her polka dot dress

and white elbow length gloves.

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