Towel

She excused herself from me

on the beach that day

and walked back to the house

to wash and clean up.

I soon followed

but it wasn't soon enough.

She had left.

She had left me behind
with a house full of memories,

a shaggy dog, a white cat,

and probably the last thing

she touched ...

something for me to save

with the rest of the memories

in that box ...

    hanging from a rack in the bathroom ...

a sandy towel.

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