Like, adults

that morning

I overheard

a woman saying

 

they were my age

but they were like,

adults

 

in the park

the leaves performed

their irregular ballet

 

hints of amber

amid goldenrod

skimming on the air

 

each leaf

singular

like people

 

I’m trying

to recapture

that moment

 

but it’s as if

I’m still muted

or like when

 

you catch yourself

in the mirror

or even on screen

 

and for a moment

you take yourself

for another