An old group snapshot, which I assume
To be circa Inferno, Carolina Crown:
Your hair is light in color, from
Days spent in the sun
And the camera flash.
Flushed cheeks, a sunburned face.
Your smile is the thing that gets me.
Wide, warm, and sunny
Parentheses framing either side—
That smile is my favorite thing.
That smile has a way of ruining me.
“Smile” was first read at PoetSpeak in Rolla, Missouri on April 21st, 2018.