The Devil's Diaries
Poetry. Fiction. Art. Photography.
Monday, 13 March 2017
The Face in the Mirror
“I like your t-shirt,” I told her.
The girl smiled at me.
It was a relief to realize she couldn’t quite talk yet.
But when she gave me a little wave and turned to go with the dogs, I knew what she was saying.
She would be seeing me again soon.
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