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THE ARCHIVES: Chapter 1

The School

I knew I was in love,
but
I could never figure out
which boy
I was in love with.
By the end of freshman year,
it didn’t matter.
I had found whom I loved,
but it wasn’t a boy.
The long, hot summer
before sophomore year
loomed before me.
When I passed my high school
as it seemed to breathe easy
after releasing its burden
of high schoolers,
it was then that I realized
I was in love with
my school, but not
in a cheerleader, school spirit, peppy way.
A maternal way
that included everything
in those brick walls.

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