do you like my
new dress,
she says,
swirling around
the room before
you go out to dinner.
I spent all
day shopping for it.
I love your dress,
you tell her.
it brings out the color
in your eyes.
but my eyes are
blue, she says.
the dress is green.
still, you say,
green is a very
close cousin to
blue, and yes, I
love the dress. you
look wonderful
in it. go
wait in the car,
she says. I need
to change.
Thursday, March 20, 2014
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