Passing

I was 14 and we didn’t

speak the same language

but you sensed my exhaustion,

offered me your shoulder.

I remember I slept and drooled

and was embarrassed. You

pat my head like it was no big deal

and I slept again.

There are so many things about you

I will never know.

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