the lights, they
heated up her
shining face
as she stretched her arms
a perfect dance.
her lipstick was bright red, and
the polyester of her yellow costume clung
like sticky caterpillar silk
to her décolletage
a sugary
whisper.
he was in the front row,
called out
her name
and she grinned, unabashed
watched by
hundreds of people
rapt attention
focused only
always
on him
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Teen FictionWhen everything in life changes, who do you go to? And, if you have so many memories... how do you forget?
