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Photo by J. R. Korpa
What She Told Me Before
Aimée Keeble
Sometimes
to dream of a ghost
is to see the bed a/l/w/a/y/s/u/n/m/a/d/e and the sheets poor and bright and we rattling
like an accident
when what I really want is
is the calm core of the moon
what I really want is
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