I had a conversation with your
girlfriend today. She stood beside
me in the bathroom mirror and
complimented me; she told me she
wanted my clear, pale complexion.
I admitted I envied her tan, freckled
skin. We shared a smile.
I had a conversation with your
girlfriend today and after she left,
I realized you must have never
spoke of the three years we spent
on the edge of together.
YOU ARE READING
Pinprick
詩歌A collection of short poetry that will pierce the skin, but not slice you open.
