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Cheryl Wilkins
written across a box
in my attic
and in it
there's nothing
about the 83 Camaro
she loved
or when she went
to get groceries
stopped at a light
and that Ford pickup
the driver
drunk on one of those long Texas roads
and nothing
of her three girls
or that second husband of hers
she never got along with
and who wasn't good for much
though it turned out
he was pretty good
at raising those girls
no
just some letters
stuff from her first husband
who ended up
a second lieutenant in Viet Nam
and a stuffed bear
and a ring
won on the midway
at the Texas State Fair
in Dallas
and she wore it
all the time
even after its red enamel heart
cracked
and fell out
cheap thing
but you can still see
the impression it left