Category: Raddyann Art

Standing at a counter
and having a random
conversation with
the counter lady
and I look
into the room
and
see the person
teaching class

and think to myself
I don’t know that person
and it’s the norm now.

I strive to catch the eye
of one of my
favorite participants
trying to not make it an
obvious show
but they are lost
in their own world
and work.

Then the teacher
turns and faces forward
and I suddenly notice
the way their
hair wisps and bounces
and the way they move
strikes a familiar memory.

So I turn my full focus to their side profile and i am dumbfounded.

I do know this person.

We used to be friends