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2009-04-28
tethering echoes


I invent excuses to walk past your doorway. And I wonder if you notice me disrupting the fall of light and the circulation of air. I've known for years that something is missing from my life. But I'm just now realizing that the echoes I think I hear are imaginary--because that which could possibly create them was never here.

I hold my breath until the sun is down. I quietly age with the carpet.



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