Those last summer afternoons
felt deeply sad without Apollo.
He never gave me a phone number.
Or a mail. Or an address.
So I couldn't find him. And he never showed up.
Either him or that mysterious girl called Artemis.
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Neptune
Poetry"My mother called me Neptune, after the roman god of the sea. She had no idea..." 63 in Poetry on September 27th 2015.
