No one knows her name, and I don't
but she's not the one from work,
or the one from Friends
I'm just gonna call her Rachel
in case we meet, and it's the luckiest
guess. I could even pretend
that I didn't know! "Oh, 'Rachel'
you say? 'Rachel' is your name? That's
so funny. I once
didn't know this girl
at all, who I thought
would show up at some point,
and now you did. A coincidence?
Or am I a dunce?" She will look
with a smirk, or a wry implied grin
like da Vinci could have coded into
painted skin, or a frown, or a pout
or who knows what else. And she'll say
"How the hell do I know? Ask the elf."
Then I'd look around wildly for elves
and find none. I would look back to her,
and like a faerie realm ninja she'd be
checking her phone, as if unconcerned.
That's the littlest "as if" I have ever
not
quite
yet
earned.
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