Shoebox Breakup
In the belly of my shoebox
The organ plays a sad song
Of scattered memories
Piped and full of wind
His last letter breaks my heart
There are his pictures side by side
And a voice that I still hear
Fifty years later, it still hurts
connie pachecho
5/12/26
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