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Dec 2021
the sky above walgreens looks like water color
i hear "it's never..." outside my street screamed
the past four nights have been a blur of panic as the yuletide approaches

I look on this gradient sky,
in a city i lost three years ago

but i'm still here.
Chloë Fuller
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Chloë Fuller  Philadelphia
(Philadelphia)   
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     Khoisan
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