Finding Renoir by Andra Conţu

Girls at the Piano
just lying there
surrounded by garbage
covered in dust
I took both the painting and the frame home
and a familiar feeling came to me
as I desperately looked for a signature
and there it was
on the back
written in bold letters
a replica of course
but a pretty damn good one
probably by an aspiring artist
like I used to be

and there is no coincidence
that I found you dear Pierre-Auguste
at the beginning of August
when the sky tastes like rosé

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