Thursday, March 30, 2006

she talks, tilting her head. coquette
hair flicks itself back and forth as
her mouth flies pinkly
over words and smiles

he stands in front of her, closer
than he need be
(she pretends not to
notice, wrapt
in the performance; he
can smell her- distance,
and shampoo)

and just stares

Mina at 3:25 PM

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