In my little town
you let strangers in
by keeping the curtains drawn wide open
inviting their gaze
into where you live and eat
In my little town
you call it like you see it
by opening your mouth
exhaling all your words
into the face right before you
In my little town
you truly see each other
by looking with open eyes,
cycling by or walking
into the windows of their soul
In my little town
we announce to all who come
by, riding past our curtains – closed or open – of the
loving of our daughter
into existence and without.
Miss Qwerty 