we acknowledge each other
in an awkward way.
cupcakes adorn the
table. actually, they
are muffins instead.
the man thinks he is
intimidating when he
walks slowly and squints.
she has the face bones
that will make her look real good
when she is more old.
the seagull twitches
as it descends from the sky.
we talk about maine.
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