It’s What You See

Rey Spadoni

His backstory brought him to this, to the point of a gray and grainy monotone.

Like a light drained Polaroid with tape stained edges from an earlier moment in time.

There’s just not much here to see, he said.

Her own bygone saw something else inside of the frame.

Like a memory that persists and which still elicits from its origin.

It’s beautiful, she replied.

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