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Apr 2014
SHRINKING WOMAN

I shrink daily,
folding into
a package
too compact
to contain anything.
I'm becoming
smaller
and emptier
with the passage of time.
Soon, I'll be
invisible
even to myself.

Eileen Auger
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Eileen Auger
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