October 23

Her window slides down, and she smiles. It’s the kind of thing that could have sent me flying into a different cage, but I say, “I thought you were going to offer me candy.” She laughs, and I am certain; she has passed out many shiny, wrapped drops of sugar this way. Carnival lights appear at the end of the road. I avoid the detour and move forward, pushing bittersweet emotion to full blown melancholia as her teeth shine, and lights become colored lines; I have my chocolate, and disappear.10329228_10202156629111753_8732506278322525589_n

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