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Dec 2015
I walk the aisles of the store searching my list and the shelves.

I search for ingredients to cook some food.
I search for fabric to create and sew.
The things I search for I never find.

I do not search for first aid supplies to repair my broken skin.
I do not search for sharp objects to break my hidden skin.
The things I do not search for I find in minutes.

I leave the aisles of the store with items
to destroy instead of items to stay alive.
Christina Cox
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Christina Cox  Utah
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