Attachment

He used the word—

Our word—

At least—

I thought it was—

Ours—

How one word—

Can feel so—

Intimate—

And lose its—

Attachment—

As quickly—

As my professor—

Forgot to attach—

His file today—

In our class—

From my debut poetry collection, The Summer of Longing: A Poetry Collection on Unrequited Love.

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