apropos nothing,
a friend once took me outside
to ask who the little girl was.
they had felt her at the restaurant.
a friend on the phone another time
said a presence walked into my house,
a little girl.
then there’s the two
psychics in a row.
then there’s me
guessing her name over and
over.
then there’s the other mystics
in passing, not even naming
the ghost simply saying
“people who are surrounded by ghosts
are lucky.”

Me?I have
no earthly idea
what has been going on.

if it wasn’t the same gender
every time,
youth every time,
I wouldn’t keep bringing
her up.

 

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