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the impossible girl

 

this morning is full of rain, a day
better spent in bed, two bodies
coiled together like snakes, both
of us shedding skins, swallowing
secrets for sustenance, crawling
back toward one another,
testing the air and tasting home.

this morning, and all others, reminds
me of you. I think of the way people drown.
I think of the way people love –
they are two sides of a coin
that pays for nothing, and yet
whose value is limitless.

this morning, I am reaching
for your voice; this morning, I am
the impossible girl
with a constellation in her heart,
leaving just enough stardust
for you to find your way.

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