Anima I
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This article reprinted from John T. Unger's Art Heroes. The original article can be found online:
https://www.igotnozen.com/2005/08/anima_i.html
© 2010, John T Unger
When our cheeks touched
as we hugged goodbye
some of your scent rubbed off
& onto my skin.
Later, waiting for the bus
I could smell you
if I kept my right cheek to the wind.
It was sweet
& kept me from pacing.
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