Talking to a strangerShe was lightning, quiet
quick, electric. The cunning
smile I practised
for years, she flashed
at me and with laughter cutthe distance
between a child missing
her two front teeth
and a lady who never knew
the harm in talkingto a stranger. Dried under
her nails were dirt
from sandcastles she built
and toyed with, loved
and ruined.—Razel Estrella
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