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rooms

so much we don’t know squared inside¬†rooms we almost live in bland walls comforting with sameness the eye has memorized only daylight changes shifts to¬†fluorescent bulbs driving shadows to corners where they hide like dust swept into cracks ghosts waiting … Continue reading

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my sister’s ghost

Twice I saw her in dreams; the first time I carried her weightless in a basket on my back. No one saw her but me, & she wrapped her arms around my neck & murmured in my ear how to … Continue reading

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