watched a woman drive to work as she unwove the lies a man had quilted just for her. the rain came down. flooded the yard so georgia in her robe and me in my nothing sprinted into the worst of it, moved tables and couches and rolled up a rug weather-worn and stained by life. we found
Ava. Thank you for sharing your poetry. I love these coming into my inbox. I often cry, but this time I smiled and then cried. I love your writing.
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