facebook: [your name]
“ver amistad”
tapping through 87 photographs of memories – 4 years in a matter of minutes.
arm upon shoulder,
inches from one another,
we were [once] close –
smiles bright with shared jokes held within yet
beaming light from the
shine
of our eyes –
the ventana of our souls.
I listed you on facebook as “hermana”
standing strong under “madre” -
the only two gente on my facebook family tree,
binding me together.
high school
cell phone bills flew high
as we poured tears and laughter/
secrets and slander
into one another until we overflowed in similarities -
stamping each other with personality.
we became each other.
transition
we severed distance with determination/
our hearts intertwined/
sealing us together
no matter how far we were from one another.
upon reunion
we snapped back together like that central puzzle piece
completing the image to
make sense again.
roommates
proximity is our greatest virtue
[physically] mas cerca than ever before.
i look into your eyes and the window is shut -
the shine, shattered.
we only exchange words
to fill the space that our separate circle of friends failed to fill at the moment.
i’m living yards away from your shell/
the exterior of my former best friend
frozen in her new identity.
we are a part of different puzzles.
you were once my hermana.
“ver amistad”
tapping through 87 photographs of memories – 4 years in a matter of minutes.
arm upon shoulder,
inches from one another,
we were [once] close –
smiles bright with shared jokes held within yet
beaming light from the
shine
of our eyes –
the ventana of our souls.
I listed you on facebook as “hermana”
standing strong under “madre” -
the only two gente on my facebook family tree,
binding me together.
high school
cell phone bills flew high
as we poured tears and laughter/
secrets and slander
into one another until we overflowed in similarities -
stamping each other with personality.
we became each other.
transition
we severed distance with determination/
our hearts intertwined/
sealing us together
no matter how far we were from one another.
upon reunion
we snapped back together like that central puzzle piece
completing the image to
make sense again.
roommates
proximity is our greatest virtue
[physically] mas cerca than ever before.
i look into your eyes and the window is shut -
the shine, shattered.
we only exchange words
to fill the space that our separate circle of friends failed to fill at the moment.
i’m living yards away from your shell/
the exterior of my former best friend
frozen in her new identity.
we are a part of different puzzles.
you were once my hermana.
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