Early fall exits with a tiny curtsy. The
aftertaste of seclusion and cold tobacco.
Hooves make deep prints in newly fallen
snow; possibly elks.
Every detail is remembered and committed as
a light, an afterglow, in a closed case file.
White dresses, black tights,
white socks, black shoes.
Sunday, June 15, 2008
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