oranges
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- introduction
- rising action
- woof woof
- rising action
- The first time I walked With a girl, I was twelve, Cold,and weighted down With two oranges in my jacket. December. Frostcracking Beneath my steps, my breath Before me, then gone,
- Climax
- as I walked to Her house, the one whosePorch light burned yellowNight and day, in any weather.A dog barked at me, untilShe came out
- Falling action
- Until we were breathingBefore a drugstore. We Entered, the tiny bellBringing a saleslady Down a narrow aisle of goods.I turned to the candies Tiered like bleachers,
- conclusion
- I took the nickel fromMy pocket, then an orange, And set them quietly on The counter. When I looked up,The lady’s eyes met mine, And held them, knowing Very well what it was all About.
- Outside,A few cars hissing past,Fog hanging like old Coats between the trees. I took my girl’s handIn mine for two blocks
- TThen released it to let Her unwrap the chocolate.I peeled my orange That was so bright againstThe gray of December That, from some distance,Someone might have thought I was making a fire in my hands.
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