Chipped Teeth and Wine Stains

Her early twenties have been a cornucopia of seemingly
unrelated and
weird life choices.
All of her friends agree,
she thrives in being lost,
leaving towns
going back to towns
and never really staying on the road
but jumps from rock to lily pad
with no fear of drowning

And loves,
everywhere
Her favorite possession being the gaze of a man she met in one of those towns
because when his pupils dilate
they are uneven

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