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Oct 2013
This will be enough, this time
where the steps summoned storm fronts
like cat-calls
and half-assed apologies into the 3am

This will prove the endlessness
of loneliness--
these the toads of your toes
as the tips of your tiny timid feet

But I will tell you not to breathe
the heavy shouldered burden burned into your back
because you are more than empty
mason jars and grocery

And you will not breathe,
you will not breathe--
you will think only of breathing
but you will not breathe in
Heather Butler
Written by
Heather Butler
   r and Amy Leigh
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