Stranger

Minivan. Last row.
She’s trying to rest her head against the seat, sleep.. A part of me is admiring the contours of her face, the irregularity of her teeth that make her surreally real. Another part wonders what she did to be so sleepy. Who dint let her sleep last night and how?

Devoured or devastated? Giant rock on the wrong finger.

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