Candy Neubert

The Indian lady at the chemist

I trust her look
the shadow round her eyes
her level stare
explaining paracetamol
these ones are strong
take them at night
she looks straight at me
she is not very tall either

deeper than skin
confidence blooms
more fragile
and more certain
than the hug of a friend

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