she’s leaving reminders.

I like watching her.
tall and in bright
top and shorts,
tan and her mouth slightly
poised in some introspection,
one dangling finger pointing
to her skin to remind you
how she feels
at night;
smooth
like soft-shelled
murder.

 

“the photograph”

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