She was sitting
on the ledge of
a fading house,
so vibrantly coloured
next to the
peeling paint:
red hair
yellow dress
purple sneakers.
I sat in the park
across from her,
watching
her head bowed as
she scribbled in her
notebook,
and as I walked past her
towards home,
I glanced and saw
her drawing of a girl
her drawing of a girl
looked somewhat
like me.
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