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In his dreams he was building a house. He wasn't sure if it was in the city or in the country. He wasn't sure. He thought, perhaps, it looked like the city but there seemed to be too many trees.
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He smiled, and told me that he was given the animal after a long trip, by a friend of his. What a good gift, I thought, and he agreed that it was, in fact, quite a good present.
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Your face looks different,
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honey/she said/with a wink/and a twinkle
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And part of us wants to cry at the stained undershirts your dad wears.
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not that we ever had before
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Pulling out your tax records scribbled with your handwriting,
Pulling out photos of your best friends,
Pulling out writings about my long-gone grandmother,
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unwrapping
the gauze from her wrists....
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I sit in the dark, awake yet aware of another inner death. I breathe in the dark with a disinclination to the cold crimes of my mind. My skin senses the failure of evolutionary processes; a certain kind of abandonment. There is no iron cage of atone
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Frisbee dog. Stealth the cat. Read more. Cut toenails. Less wine. Bind the ties. Avoid mirrors. Divide water.
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