The walk from school
Walking home
from school
with a friend.
She golden
wrinkled haired
laughed smiled
I remember
her green eyes
the same year
Sylvia Plath
died alone.
The gas oven.
Town gas.
And she walked
home from school
to find her mother
lying down there
on the kitchen floor.
And Jackie
Had gone too.
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