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Jan 2016
I can’t.* Allow those words
to melt off your tongue.
May they shiver and crack
as they hit the ground.
Relish in the crumble
that comes with every step,
as you crush those words
beneath the soles of your shoes.

Repeat after me:
*I can.
Jen Grimes
Written by
Jen Grimes  Burlington, Vermont
(Burlington, Vermont)   
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