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Wendy Xu and Nick Sturm

 

 

I WAS NOT EVEN BORN WHEN YOU TURNED INTO A CANDY DISH

 

And I knew then that you were good. And I took
everything back down to the river
in gratitude. Some people express complicated
emotions with their teeth, and imagine how
the teeth feel! Ok so I wanted
to be different. In a situation seriously lacking
imagination don't we become less
than ourselves? Don't we mean to pack
a shiny blue suitcase and leave it
when we board the plane? Most days I wake
up and panic my eyes out. Most days begin
on a linear trajectory toward more
embarrassed days. But often a gasp
of light. Often a landscape you rendered well
enough to eat. Wow is what I want
to internalize. You are what gently tempers
the beauty of all this sky.

 

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