we live in a collage of similar strangers;
everywhere, reflections of the familiar
no matter the distance i find myself
or someone else
mirrored
in the hue of a cheek, the sparkle of an eye
the lilt of a laugh and it's not so hard to see
there's one father for us all
2 Comments:
oh emily, this is sooo beautiful -- i love that our 'family' traits are not physicle but they're on the inside, just glimmering on the surfaces of ourselves, waiting to show themselves every-once-in-a-while to perfect strangers.
love you sister =)
a.
PS, oh I dig the picture too (where do you find these???)
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