​Carmen No. 2
Chloë Charlton


I never really knew her that well

always saw her in pictures of when she was young

in black and white and beautiful she told me I was

beautiful but it stung both of us for her to say it.

She said she could feel herself fading when

she couldn’t remember her daughter’s name

and I was glad that she never really knew mine anyway.

Then she stopped saying I was beautiful

but looked at me with confused scorn unsure of why I was there,

unsure of why she was there,

​unsure of everything.


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