Osaka Girls

A poem.

Osaka Girls

It's true
that the girls beam,
their cheeks full
of pressurized giggles,
even as they ask me
to pose with their friends
in a park
between overpasses
in front of a Cineplex.

I wonder which page
of their photo album
will one day cameo
my stranger's face.

Robert Isenberg

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