Two Greens
I found faces in the mirror. Familiar, crystal clear. Counting backwards in affirmations because I’ve been gone for years, stretched across two scenes. And the river fled before me, pouring out two greens.
I found faces in the mirror. Familiar, crystal clear. Counting backwards in affirmations because I’ve been gone for years, stretched across two scenes. And the river fled before me, pouring out two greens.