dearest [ ], I found your pin underneath the rose bushes where we laid together. (cold, hard dirt on my back, thorns digging into my spine) The petals crinkled under my hands. (dust kept coating my tongue) All the garden is losing it's green now. I try to think of you when I watch the wind scatter the petals across the lawn—but I only see your face when the dust flies up from a passing carriage. sincerely, with love, [ ]
