When she thinks of him she’s
like a child
on a trampoline,
poised for the fall,
preparing for
impact.
Stomach rising,
muscles coiled,
one second in crouch,
the next in flight.
She smiles,
baring her teeth at the sky.
Elizabeth Lewis
When she thinks of him she’s
like a child
on a trampoline,
poised for the fall,
preparing for
impact.
Stomach rising,
muscles coiled,
one second in crouch,
the next in flight.
She smiles,
baring her teeth at the sky.
Elizabeth Lewis
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