Thursday, January 28, 2016

we stopped making secrets








hiding behind trees,
counting to ten,
we forgot that,
and then: giggling

we stopped whispering
at bad words,
instead, we shouldered
herds, 

dashing from parents,
as we could,
grabbed their hems, purses,
they understood

we stopped telling secrets
we stopped telling lies
we stopped nearly everything


surprise.






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