Lawrence Hall
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The
Boy Who Wasn’t There
He was tall and dark,
dramatically handsome
I was a little bit afraid of him
In my skinny little freshman way
High school seniors are the
coolest of the cool
And then he wasn’t there except
as whispers
Whisper whisper whisper cancer whisper
whisper
Algebra whisper pep rally whisper
Occasional whispers around an
empty desk
One day
He returned to school on two crutches
and one foot
He was tall and pale, ethereally
handsome
And after that, like a wraith he
disappeared
