lemme give you a
memory
she shouted across
the street to me
a memory you won’t
forget she said
stepping over the
railing of the balcony
i was young, maybe
eighteen, and new to the city
visiting my sister
and my brother-in-law and i was alone
in their apartment
on floor number twenty-three
it was a chilly october
evening with the wind howling in the streets
and the pavements
all were lined with heaps of fallen leaves
her matted hair
loose she stood barefoot in a pair of faded jeans
that she wore below
a flowery dress that ended way above her knees
a sheer white thing
with big blue flowers blowing in the breeze
i remember how she
looked at me over her shoulder
her hands on the
railing her heels over space
the mascara smudged
on her sad serene face
i just wanted
someone to watch
she said and
turning
stepped off
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