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Apr 2017
bend around your words
give me wander room

show a little pride
look me straight between my laughter

at night
i breathe in water
it swishes through my capillaries
traces the edges of my elbows
cools and rests in my feet

               step
slosh

my mother looks concerned
she mops up the puddles i leave in my wake

down that river and back again
i sink and sink and sink
old works
h b r
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