Poegle from Sweet Melissa in Brooklyn

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I Pretended Not To See

I saw one of the punkest things ever.

All the curfew-free and carefree young had converged to see and be seen.

I saw him scratch the mirror.

His voice drawled slowly; “Delicious cake, would you like a slice?”

His deceit, it’s bothering me. His fashion sense showed no signs of improvement.

We had a split second eye contact.

The glimmer of bright eyes from the bed.

-Melissa in Brooklyn (search phrase “I pretended not to see”)

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