DéJA VU

A clean reflection

sitting in a field,

red poppies at the foot of Mont Serrat,

my mother

among the poppies,

And there I am again,

at two,

squinting into the sun,

someone points a camera,

something that’s me


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Sunday, August 14, 2011

New story in Evergreen Review #127: http://www.evergreenreview.com/current/fic_all_the_rest_devine.shtml

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