You Should Have Seen Me Then

Free Verse

Lisa Papademetriou
May 31 · 1 min read
Photo by kazuend on Unsplash

Worn smooth by
the dreaming river,
the stone is drowsy,
listless from long sleep,
and heavy against the fingertips.

Time has done her work
to change the shape,
worry away the crooks and barbs
until a single smooth toss
could send it skipping, skimming
across the glass…