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october nights
flies kites next to a music store, it sways
under the clouds. I walk around muddy puddles,
the scent of rain lingers in the grass. days
slow -no- quick. I decorate my lamp with
artificial flowers and read fiction by the dim light, stiff
fingers as I thumb the pages. my phone
screen flashes bright, notifications full from everyone
but you. fluorescent lighting casts overlapping crescents,
the shell of a moon sliver, husks of ghosts.
I’ve only read about longing this strong in
the books that lay hidden in my drawers.
silent lightning and bleeding watercolors.
damp clothing and inclusive metaphors.
hesitant smiles in the hallways,
you don’t notice.
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