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May 2021
of water
falling
from my eye
is because  
a leak’s in the ceiling
and it’s raining outside.

That drop
of liquid
trickling  
down my cheek
is a clogged duct
that I haven’t fixed
in a week.

That drop
of moisture
running
into my mouth
is just some sweat –
I’d been working out.
sandra wyllie
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