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Saturday, April 17, 2010

Keeping the door open.
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      • She's afraid of the night.
      • Twenty minutes.
      • No birthday in sight.
      • We laugh nervously.
      • The same shape as an egg.
      • Below deck.
      • More than she count on one hand.
      • The tip of their red wing.
      • The squeak.
      • As if he's omnipotent.
      • Looking back.
      • It's a triangle.
      • She becomes anxious.
      • Keeping the door open.
      • Ice cream parlor chairs.
      • Regrets.
      • She wondered.
      • The weeks fly by.
      • In the quiet.
      • A petticoat.
      • Watching sailboats.
      • Not eating.
      • Finger prints.
      • So soft it wasn't even soft.
      • Innumerable labors.
      • So few answers.
      • Vanilla.
      • Arms stuck in the aisle.
      • It needs to be walked off.
      • Ceramic bowls, chopsticks; breakfast with eggs.
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