Differences

Differences

A Poem by Elisa Barguil

What makes me             different from she?

Was she curly-haired    freckled -face slit-eyed

maybe    well, what makes me    me?

What makes me             different from she?

Is it the    words from  my mouth? Cruel

True     or the color of her skin , the nature

of her being      care-free but me? Just me.

Well, what makes me        different from she?

Just as    sad and   unable to clearly see

Did we wear    contacts too  to watch

you closer      well, what made

her different from me? Can you pin-point  exactly

the marks on her body    did you think twice

when she ran out to sea?    Well, but me you see

it was the other way     when I gave you all this

for free      while you nestled    with another

under a wide-leafed tree.

© 2018 Elisa Barguil


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Elisa Barguil
Elisa Barguil

New York, NY



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