odd, but okay

there's a window in my room

through it I see my neighbor

and he's got an old dog

and they read together on the porch

and sometimes he cries

which is odd, but okay


in the produce department

I see a little girl who runs around giggling

and she whispers to no one

and she hides behind her curls

and her mom just smiles

which is odd, but okay


when I eat lunch at school

there's a boy who sits near me

and he sits quietly and eats

and his sister talks to him on the phone

and sometimes he plays with legos

which is odd, but okay


behind these words

sits a young girl

and she reads on friday nights

and she gets lost in her head

and sometimes she observes, not lives

which is odd, but okay


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