No shadows that april morning

Thinking everybody knew about us and would throw shade if I ran to you across the plaza – got one of those cloudy voices that doesn’t carry no matter how loud I shout – I walked three meters behind you for a minute and then you went in your direction and I went in mine and I laughed to myself because I thought you’d heard me say your name and didn’t turn around

I didn’t know you’d just gotten back from the cold white in-and-out place and your ears were full of gauze and the bounce in your step was to convince yourself that the stones were real beneath your shoes


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