Prosopopeia

Listen to me!

They have no idea how wonderful you are.  You are the most incredible person.  You deserve love letters and poetry and slow dances in the rain.  Every minute that goes by is carrying us away with it.

Like a snapshot with lemon yellow light flooding exposure, I am frozen in time and space.

I have. I am. I thought I’d die. But I didn’t.

Two radiating		bodies
posed, fac		ing each-
other, in		the open
air. The spa		ce sur-
rounding		them clear-
ed of		things. Fig-
ure 1 see		ks the orb-
it of		Figure 2—
not ful		ly grown.
Both ex		posed,
wear		ing the
same cloth		es looking
indistinguish		able from one
another, like lit		tle bits of viv-
fied matter try		ing to stand
their ground.		Figure 1 gent-
ly touches		the slope of
shoulder		with affect-
tion		and says,
“That is what you are to me.”

                                                Joanne Leva