Poem: 'I See His Face' by Elena Karis

I See His Face

by Elena Karis

I see his face.

His eyes and wrinkles.

His scruff.

I can even smell his breath.

I see his face

In the streets,

On the sidewalks,

In the cars.

I see his face,

In every store.

On every man.

I see his face.

Haunting me.

Taunting me.

I see his face.

Every place.