fragments of

Karen’s dark eyes             half-light

…flicker                5 minutes

was gone


I’m dying               to be

at dawn our milk skins        Tender is

Downwind                I



all that day                 held close

the memory of her skin

she said.


Out!                    Breathe

in                      I fled

my room because


The street                   and the moon

My steps beat                between


One                     two


four                    I, delay at the

foot of her stairs                six & seven…


her stairs                   my hand and


9 Ten                        her door and

…tore her                    pages



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