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It was everything

That time I saw you smile at the back of the class.

 

“Carne” you said,

instead of “meat”

while reading a story from your journal-

You stayed up till the sun slipped behind the trees,

your sister dipped her finger in the pastel before all the candles were lit.

 

“Keep going”

we whispered gently with our eyes.

 

Your face was round like the moon,

a firefly buzzed beneath the table cloth,

and your brother scraped his knee while sliding towards the candies littered in the grass.  

 

I don’t remember much more.

Just that smile on your face.

That tiny moment

when no one stopped you at

“carne”

and the world fell open