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Where are the wads of gum thumbed to the undersides of ancient desks, each crusted barnacle evidence of a bored teenager? Where are the pencils stuck in polystyrene ceiling tiles? Pacing the empty room, Zoom tiles like alphabetized gravestones to a lost year. Alone,…
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The Guy Behind Me
only had one item.
And he looked too young
to fully grasp
Loneliness.
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"One cooked a perfect Spanish omelet.
Another posed with three dachshunds,
offered a ready-made family."
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