Fugacity 05
Online Poetry Anthology

A Passing Acquaintance


I saw her
at a Hanly exhibition.
I hadn't seen her
for years.
I went over and said
'Hello.'
She looked at me.
'Do I know you?'
she asked.

'Yes,' I said
and stared
at a painting
the shapes
becoming
loose
and when I
turned back
she was gone.