Poetry Journal Jan 15, 2024

  

Jan 15, 2024

 She changes her face so frequently, I can’t blink fast enough to keep up, this time reverting to the face of a little girl, who just got a wee bit naughty and yet still innocent, like a modern day Cinderella, who dresses up for the ball, sweeping gaze in search of a Prince Charming who is not really there, pretending she’s not, though the truth lay in her wide open eyes, even when those times she shows a face that seem bright, looking just a bit silly with camera affixed to her riding cap, and yet, lovely in the shirt she wears bearing small hors on her chest like a medal.

 

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