i saw this girl on the sea wall and said, do you remember me? and she smiled so sweetly and said see my new bathing suit? and i said it's a good one, that, and i lifted her down to the tiny dwindling beach. the first time i saw her i photographed her falling off the platform, and caught her with my left hand. i know she remembers mister, i think she remembers me.

some kids seem private. some kids seem the daughters and sons of the world.