The lens is flared
on the Tupperware lady's
daughters, soda girls,
(before ***** wives);
to have camera shy smiles,
yet wear the contents
of distraction.
Are they remembering
things said in passing,
below the lighthouse,
next to a postcard sea?
This is their last
summer together,
each a soft whimsy,
each a question mark.
Jan 10
Jan 10, 2026 at 6:36 PM UTC
The lens is flared
on the Tupperware lady's
daughters, soda girls,
(before ***** wives);
to have camera shy smiles,
yet wear the contents
of distraction.
Are they remembering
things said in passing,
below the lighthouse,
next to a postcard sea?
This is their last
summer together,
each a soft whimsy,
each a question mark.
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