Colleen Kane
NIGHT SWIM
“She had a vision
of a pale white flower,
shimmering as if seen
in darkness, or through
water.”― Patricia Highsmith,
The Price of Salt
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“Don’t waste it”—
I told him once
in the dorm
Opening his door—
finding him there
beating off in bed
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Balmer Hall—
across the street
from the Pool
Later we’d—
go swimming
nude at night
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