lunes, 24 de julio de 2017

STEADFAST




he is watching me
through the window
across the street

ratty ribbons and dull medals
hang from his dirty green jacket
the crutch buys him sympathetic coins

i can hear the mad rattle
as he shakes his little tin cup
demanding that i see him

my smile is for the girls
as i lead them across the bright floor
which smells of warm wood and lemon
dancing
to the soft swells of bizet
they make silly faces and giggle at their reflections

trapped
between window and mirror

he is watching me


Rebecca Buchanan is the editor of the Pagan literary zine, Eternal Haunted Summer. She has been published in a wide variety of venues, and would like to reincarnate as a library cat.

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