Snap

A quiet afternoon.

Distant murmur of a neighbor’s radio.

Sunlight filtering through glass the glass windows.

Dancing curtains caressing an invisible companion.

A comfortable warmth.

Polished wooden floor cool beneath my feet.

Muffled screams. Thud.

A butterfly wandered in.

I managed to get away with

A spin in my vision

And

A ring in my head.

My first kiss stolen.

My heart wild.

My virginity was intact.

But I,

Was not.

 

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