second encounters in a small city

by mandaceehb

used to know a little girl

who lived in a doll house

we went to the same small school

peter pan collar and white blouse/

/very soon she went away

but in the same place i stayed

getting to know other children

while with new people she played/

/now i see her again in the lecture theaters and the halls

in a huge school

wearing the same white blouse with a different collar

wearing a skirt instead of pinafore

we wave as if the ten years between the size of our footsteps never existed at all

i knew her before everyone else here but

the little girls aren’t there anymore

so we walk past each other as if the times we chattered are but a shadow

on unblemished personas after the fall