Silhouette in the Sun

she sat by the open window

her breasts uncovered

reading Anais Nin

he sat on the floor in the corner

with a notebook perfecting

his impersonation of Henry Miller

writing a pulp fiction novel

when the semester ended

and the rent came due

she moved home to her parents

he moved to the coast

and performed yard work for the rich

thirty years later they met online

she told him she still reads

Anais Nin by a window

he replied

he remembers

her silhouette in the sun

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