Aloha Oregon
we walked around the track
closer than friends.
"Is that your girl?"
a schoolmate asked.
We looked at each other
and laughed.
"No, she's my sister"
then we bought nachos.
The year of the poem is finished, now it is the year for the protocol! Read about the misadventures of a plant scientist trying to make sense of photorespiration one mutant at a time.
2 comments:
You have a good memory, I remember that, but I don't remember about the nachos.
I'll stand in as "girlfriend" anytime you need me to!
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