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Dec 2017
The light that blasted through the fog went away not with a stutter but backward with a slow reversal of fate.
The I that was and I that am couple and copulate in a resounding we that quietly submits to Time’s mastery.
And you: an eternal centrifuge.
Spinning and pulling only to stop
And send me on a trajectory forever towards the pins that will never fall.
Deanna M Zarrillo
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Deanna M Zarrillo  Stony Brook, NY
(Stony Brook, NY)   
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   Aphasia
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