~After Image~

~After Image~

glancing up

I see you through the mirror panes

of the bus

you had the same clothes

if it was even you

the sea green dog eared shirt

the bombers jacket

the bent over body of someone surrendering

with your ruddy face

map of

cracked, dry lines
wide blue glass eyes

you looked at me

without blinking

the bus drove away

and I was unfeeling

the after image

burns my memory

the minute you struggle

that’s when you fall

which illusion

will you chose

Sarah Mahina Calvello