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we move without the swiftness that we once enjoyed blindly, hands caressing flesh and fruit with all the sensory sweetness that the young carry. now movement is a reflex, the dull rush of the ages, days that pass without tears or gravity. housework and morning shifts. we sacrifice in tandem. our whole bodies are calloused. how were we to know ( Read more... )

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Cathy 11:04pm i still talk about you. when i tell stories about megan growing up and driving me crazy, your usually in there. like when you two conned me on skipping school. or burning down the trailer, or shoplifting at the book store.

( sky beyond thick, looming with congested heaving. )

exploring mountains with a stranger today, never been on a blind date but i imagine this is what it feels like.


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