Afterimage

Art by Rob Goldstein

A snapshot of you

perched on a Pony

Mommy holds you up:

your curly blond hair

almost transparent

that bright November

day. The image

disintegrates;

nothing left

but the memory

of your sunlit

face

but it seems

I’ve

lost that too.

There is always

more to lose.

(c) Rob Goldstein 2017 All Rights reserved

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