Knox Even Then
With the crying
and the puking
and the playing dirty
at arm wrestling
and the getting
mad at me
for suggesting keys
on a lanyard around
her neck
and the missing
of exits
and the increasing
obviousness of the complicated
nature of Sylvie, even then,
with all that, after only hours
at her side, I can see
she has a red rose of a heart
and an electric wit and
a face people would run into walls
admiring and the best
(naughty) dog and an explorer’s spirit,
all of it adding up
to me wishing she would
miss the exit
a few more times.
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