ann cilley

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The poem below is included in the poetry collection, Born Into Water. If you’re interested in learning more about this book, or interested in purchasing it, go here

Ann Cilley

Hi George.
Do you
remember me?
We fought over
Ann Cilley
out behind
the backstop.
You were the
captain of the
soccer team &
I was the
new kid
in school.
Your friend Billy
blind-sided me
with a
thunderbolt right
after our
fight had
ground to
a halt.
That’s the
only time
I’ve been
hit so hard
I saw stars.

 

Somehow that
punch
won me
Ann Cilley who
four months later
ran my
father’s new
Pontiac thru a
boarded-up
fruit stand.
That cost me
a bundle &
turned Ann Cilley
over to
your friend
Billy who
stuttered like
a goat &
became the
Connecticut
golden-gloves
champion.

 

You & I
were both
better off
without Ann,
George,
although we
didn’t know
it then.

 

I’m writing now
because I
heard about
your
stepping on
that mine
in Nam.
I wanted to
ask if
you’re as
pissed off
as me
about all the
lies they
threw at us
in school.

 

And if you
ever hear
from Ann.

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