eighteen years it’s a lifetime
hair changes
teeth most of all
yet his accent no softer
he doesn’t ride any more
but the stains remain
blood and grease
grace and danger
his words
chosen with care
still harsh through that mouth
I have known so well

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Selected byNolcha Fox
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Sherry Cassells
Sherry Cassells

I write mostly short stories, the kind I long for but can rarely find. Some have been published here and there in journals, literary presses, anthologies. Also, and this is where I get rich, a new website called litbit.ca