I see now that big brother fear//had the strength and muscle to pull out the atrophied qualities in adult life.
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My father, gravity, heard the rumor of my death,
Went into his room intending to hide
Pretending the shape of inception.
Scars in small silver lines ran across Jack’s hairless chest. Jack wondered how long it would take before his secret was as open as his shirt.
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I am a traveler on the journey between lives. Please
hold my hand. I’m scared. Please carry me.
Five good things. Go.
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Gracefully winding her way among her guests, Laura dished out hugs and kisses-on-the-cheek to diplomats and rebels, aid workers and opposition leaders, macho journalists and the young women of the moment some had brought along.
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The last time I did, my reflection twitched, glitched, distorted.
A bug? A body? A burden?
It’s dark when I unlock the door, flip switches, get the coffee
brewing.