Sunday, November 8, 2015

day forty-two : your smile

as i speak
with my mother on skype
she says something sweet
a little sad
i smile
a half smile
and notice
lines around my mouth

looking at the bottom half of my face
i see you
for a moment
and throw my head back a few inches
then realize
its just me

but i've picked up
one of your smiles

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