'Your hair is shorter' he remarked,
hand on the counter
eyes on the floor.
'I cut it' was all I could muster
dead words ****** out
into the ancient air
and held,
steadfast,
in our wake.
Dec 13, 2011
Dec 13, 2011 at 11:14 AM UTC
'Your hair is shorter' he remarked,
hand on the counter
eyes on the floor.
'I cut it' was all I could muster
dead words ****** out
into the ancient air
and held,
steadfast,
in our wake.
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