The Girl at New Seasons

She looks like you.

I can’t quite explain how, but she looks like you.

She sits like you.

Stares intently at her subject matter like you

Pulls her hair back to one side like you


She wears a scarf and smiles like you

Smiles at her phone and gets up in her earthy green attire like you

Wears skinny jeans and TOMS like you

And my heart just stopped.


She smiles at small children,

Which is not something you’d do,

But that’s okay.

Not everyone is perfect.


But it is not you.

You are there and I am here.

I want to get up and talk to her

Like I used to talk to you.

But it is not you.



Michael Pfeiffer, USA

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