Poetry

A Story – Red wine and flowers

A story

She’s the one!.. the other girl whispered loudly  “maybe they just look alike”

I heard them, I was buying cereals at the supermarket, it’s been 3 months, I thought no one would recognize me.

I quickly wore my big D&G sunglasses, adjusted my already sagging silk scarf, made way for home crying as I drove

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