Undone Stories

It’s not how she moves It’s not how she touches the sky when she breathes It’s not in her smile, not in her snarl It’s just how she is It’s not how she waits How she remembers how to be late It’s not how she forgets, how she forgives It’s just how she is It’s not how she speaks It’s not how she weighs every word she declares It’s not in her eyes, not in her stare It’s just how she is It’s not how she tries It’s not in her...