Thursday, February 12, 2015

HER FINGERNAILS AND HER SHOULDERS AND HER EYEBROWS

her fingernails and her shoulders and her eyebrows and her eyes and the way she stretches and the way she smiles and the way she stares out the window. I will wrap them up in tissue paper and put them in my purse, and when i am in the park laying on a rug looking up at the trees, I will take them out and look at them and finger their jagged grain.

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