Umber (12)

March 5, 2012 § 5 Comments

“Your name is Laramie?” I asked.

“Of course not,” she said.

I hoped she would say more, tell me her name,

but she only leaned against the dog,

who happily wagged his tail.

There was a knock at the door.

I shoved the box of photos under my desk.

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