with two different shoes on,
stand in front of the long mirror,
one foot up,
one foot down,
switch...
which one?
it's true, i can't see me --
sometimes i run away from me, then,
because i have two different selves on,
stand in front of my long choices,
one hope up,
one dream down,
switch.
which looks right?
who's walking away?
who
is more
becoming?
1 comment:
i love this piece, lauren. it's so thoughtful, and the content is so much heavier than the language would suggest. "it's true, i can't see me" - heavy.
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