July 2005 / Volume Six / Issue Four
James Babbs
I Guess I’ll Never Know

I keep trying to put
a name to the face
ever since I saw her
waving to me as I
pulled into the gas
station and she was
smiling as if she
recognized me and
before I could get
out of my car
she drove away
maybe she thought I
was somebody else and
when she tells this
story to her friends
she’ll use his name
instead of mine
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