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Jan 2013
Water, now I'm drenched

The puzzle piece this
storm has become
both in my heart &
in my head

My room is flooded,
the fish no longer imprisoned
simply in their square glass
free to swim not only
in air but
in my lungs
it's tragic to see

and across the house
my mother is sobbing,
more tears, more water.
Soaked to the bone.
Soaked to the bone.
2012
Taylor Tea
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Taylor Tea
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