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The Great Lament.

 A man I used to love
Is yelling at his girlfriend
In a gas station in Ohio
It's not going to be this way forever
She shouts at him
The smell of gasoline
Sticks to her black sweater
Black shoes and hair
Thin thing
I'm sorry
God I hope someone
Makes it out of here

Kallie Falandays is the author of Dovetail Down the House (Burnside Review Press, 2016). You can read her work in Black Warrior Review, PANK, CutBank, VerseDaily, Hotel Amerika, and elsewhere. She runs Tell Tell Poetry.

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Title Annotation:FOUR POEMS
Author:Falandays, Kallie
Publication:The American Poetry Review
Article Type:Poem
Date:Mar 1, 2019
Words:132
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