A thought and a reality
A shadow, an island, a lost memory floating in the wind
I jump and play in front of you and hope you can see me
But you look past me at her vision.
She turns her head to ignore you, to ignore your pangs of desire.
So I sit clinging on to your shirt tail, as you sit by her feet gazing up at her and she stares off in the distance, looking into nowhere.
Susanna aka Rasheeda bint George
November 29, 2018
