after school
she drove
to her brother’s house
he was at work
we found the key
under the cactus flower
I still wasn’t sure
she told me to wait outside
I stood on the porch
sweating with the cicada choir
when she emerged
she was holding a guitar
said “He never plays it…he won’t even know it’s gone.”
Some kind of Stratocaster
a no name, knock off
I remember it was my birthday
I felt her beating heart
Took it straight upstairs
I already had a little amp
I plugged it in
I drove by her old house today
her room was in the yard
just ashes and cinder block
last I heard she moved
to Florida and married
a volunteer fireman
I wish I still had that guitar
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