the missing persons poster shows fifteen smiles one woman hasn’t been seen since 1981 I find myself sinking into the dimple on her chin she looks cool short hair and skin smooth I whisper “I’ll come and see you again tomorrow” her dimple winks in my dreams she floats bodiless carrying stars under her fingernails to impregnate the sea I go back planning to rip her from the wall the shopping centre smells like bacon there aren’t many people in the corridor near the loos just fifteen smiles casual as irony she and I square off gaining understanding I can see now she doesn’t want to be rescued her eyes are calm her whole life is ahead of her nobody can guess where she will go She smiles when I blow her a kiss she and I know how hard it is to walk away
walking away
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Out of the Cave 
Fantastic!
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Thanks Bob!
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WOW. I also wrote “holy shit” and deleted it. But now I wrote it again, because that’s what I whispered when I finished reading this. It’s still echoing in my head.
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Thanks Chris. I’m glad you had that reaction. I really wasn’t sure if this had worked when I posted it.
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I like this, Worms; it eats at the heart; you know from my reference to the Beaumont children in an earlier post how I am haunted by missing people; well written and a little haunting; I’m going in for a second read 🙂
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Thanks John. You don’t see a lot of missing persons posters around. It seemed kind of sad that it was tucked away near the toilets
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Beautiful writing!!!!
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Thank you so much!
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Fantastic! Blew my little mind a bit!
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Thank you! I’m so surprised and pleased at people’s responses!
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Well, it’s a very unique and interesting subject to write about and you did it beautifully.
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❤
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