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May 2021
there are cracks that run
through everything
the tiles on my kitchen floor
the lines on my face
the shifts and slips
as things pull apart
and always
always
walking
running
trying... trying
but always
too slow
to keep up
Melissa Wilson
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Melissa Wilson  50/Transgender Female/Virginia
(50/Transgender Female/Virginia)   
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