September

September

A Poem by Crysta K Coburn

The clouds at sunset are purple like a bruise
As I hurtle head first toward one bloodied love
While another lies a thousand miles away.
Why?
It felt good at the time.

© 2010 Crysta K Coburn


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Crysta K Coburn
Crysta K Coburn

Ann Arbor, MI



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I was born in Kalamazoo and have grown up in the surrounding area. Graduated from Western Michigan University with a BA in Creative Writing and Asian Studies in 2005. For 2 1/2 years, I lived in Calif.. more..

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