H. L.
a name
running through
my head
a pitter patter
whispering
filling the silence.
I don't know
an H. L.
she's not a
former schoolmate
Chazkeinu sister
student from my past
relative or
long lost friend.
Who are you,
H. L.?
How did your
name
end up
slipping into
the deep corners
and recesses of
my brain?
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