first flush
January 24, 2006, 7:35 p.m.
she took one look at my closed face, sewn shut lips. barely looked back when i shouted her name, thick with snot. this time, the last time she'll walk away. i'm sure of it. i want to say i'm devastated. i want to say i'm relieved. but really. i'm just... words in a circuit. rhythmic breaths. knees askew on tile. arms in the air.
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