The Girl

She got the craziest smile you know?

Like forces roses to grow out of concrete

Like forces brown stormclouds to piss on us relentlessly

If only for the mercy of smiles like that every day

There would be no suicides

No depression

No anxiety

Or true love either

Because that’s the best of a selfie

The bit that exists between the smiles

Between the photographs;

But I’ve seen her beyond the frame

Her diffident attitude wrapped in that defiant strut

Her head cocked when I give her something bitter to swallow

Her lips as she sips

From the cup of her minor traumas

And swallows them raw

With nothing but a sigh

Just a sigh, can you imagine a woman like that?

And I’ve seen her in the flesh

Or in the soul, I’m still not sure

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