Pinky Promise

Rachel Lim's untitled poem appeared here in July. She is part of a crop of young writers that bring energy and sophistication to their art. Today's poem gives us different images than her first but reflects upon another way of experiencing a loss of innocence. 

Pinky Promise
By Rachel Lim

If you speak truth, why do your words reflect
off each other? Why does light, as if
escaping a shadow, flee when
your mouth forms a mere sound? You
may call me paranoid,
but I see your smile
separate like
light through a
prism
glass.



 

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