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another life

the secret she carries

By brookePublished about a month ago • 1 min read
another life
Photo by Paris Photographer | Février Photography on Unsplash

Shortly after dawn in April in Paris.

She sets up her colors; gouache of green, pink, blue.

He smokes a cigarette on the terrace,

And undoes the Bordeaux Blanc with a corkscrew.

Oeufs warm on the stove beside her as she paints.

On the canvas, she shades a rotund hill, replete with lilies.

He puts on Stravinsky, the Right of Spring, and waits

She hums along, standing to sway before saying,

“I’m going to lay in bed.”

He hands her a glass. She shakes her head.

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