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My mouth cracked and bent emptied; Pulled taut, my dam against the light. I still don’t know why, but down the stairs I went, with thirst as my excuse (although, I suppose I was thirsty) I left almost everything upstairs in bed: My arms and legs wrapped warm under misty sheets, my teeth and torso unclenching in sleep. All I needed to see was an eye and shivers— An eye to see Grandma sleep, An eye to see her husband’s paintings guard the room; Shivers at those paintings and knowing her from then on.
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Mar 22, 2011
Mar 22, 2011 at 1:45 PM UTC
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My mouth cracked and bent emptied; Pulled taut, my dam against the light. I still don’t know why, but down the stairs I went, with thirst as my excuse (although, I suppose I was thirsty) I left almost everything upstairs in bed: My arms and legs wrapped warm under misty sheets, my teeth and torso unclenching in sleep. All I needed to see was an eye and shivers— An eye to see Grandma sleep, An eye to see her husband’s paintings guard the room; Shivers at those paintings and knowing her from then on.
chad-katz
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Mar 22, 2011
Mar 22, 2011 at 1:45 PM UTC
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