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Wednesday, June 10, 2009
GLIMPSE
Riding the train late at night, full moon chasing my shoulder, the scalded streetlights of empty parking lots flash by, one after the other.
I catch a glimpse of a pure white bed I will never sleep in, like an unstuffed memory, like stitches in a prayer, gone before I even knew it was there…
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