Adam Levon Brown is a poet, student, and activist residing in Eugene, Oregon. He enjoys the outdoors, playing with cats,and meeting new people. He has been published in a few dozen places including Burningword Literary Journal and Yellow Chair Review. He can be contacted via his website at www.AdamLevonBrown.org, where he offers free resources for poets. The Kale Chip Woman I liked the way your flannel, down jacket hugged the curvature of your small frame. I wanted to hold your hand while engaging in flashy conversation about how Barack Obama would never fulfill the needs of the populace. I guess that it’s too late now; But your non perfumed scent of half eaten Kale chips will remain on my mind. Polling for Student President I asked you if you wanted to chat about the politics of Lane Community College on a humid spring day You said that we could take a ride in the first building’s elevator. I knew by your answer that you didn’t want to talk long, since the elevator only served one floor I asked if you wanted to vote for me for Student President and you said no. I felt the anger wash over me as you exited the cramped, claustrophobic space. I took a deep breath and headed to my next destination. Courtyard Memories I sat in the naked courtyard, attempting to focus on my copy of Bukowski’s collected works. You passed by with a small frown on your young, perfect visage. My olfactory sense picked up the scent of lilies emanating from you. I battled back and forth in my mind whether to say hello. I took a deep sigh, readjusted my focus, and found my place. in Bukowski’s work.
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