Memories for a Marching Band
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Last published Thu, Nov 7, 2013
92 other kids are my family. I have these memories, of them. Of all my friends and what they look like, and all the things they've ever said. There are memories of who I shared shirts with, and what videos we watched. There are memories I want them to have, too. These are memories for a marching band.
Formerly ALL THE PEOPLE THAT I SEE. All the people I see, I will never understand. A collection of non-fiction poetry about scenes in the lives of people closest to me. I will always remember. They won't.
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