Familiarity
The familiar glazing over of the eyes
The all too strange stare
Mismatched eyebrows
And in-grown hairs
I was sure
Sure I knew that person
Then I opened the medicine cabinet
And she, she disappeared
Just like dew on a summer afternoon
Copyright © Catherine Collins | Year Posted 2005
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