between
shadows and light
I
saw the reflection:
how
I
ate his words
starving,
I ate his words
and
they
became my skin
a
mighty mitosis
reshaping
a
little chin
the
freckle above the upper lip
brown
irises
I
froze
in
the suspended hollowness
of
a
foreign
landscape
once
known
I
don’t know how long I looked at those
unfamiliar
eyes
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