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And Now I Can't Find You

Your neon puck flew off the tennis court floor of your uncle’s mansion. John Deer’s Gator sat still in the circular gravel driveway. Your rap music flowed nowhere near your room. I found the blue rimmed stick cracked and left to die. For months I waited.

And Now I Can't Find You

Your neon puck flew off the tennis court floor of your uncle’s mansion. John Deer’s Gator sat still in the circular gravel driveway. Your...