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76 [Moonlight] I pour through the portal of your window. See how you do that? Twist your torso to lie beneath my light? Betrayal is a killer; you should’ve died when he spoke her name or tipped into ether from the pull of desire when he told you but you didn’t. You held firm to the wood floor while something within you tumbled down a ridge then rose in an instant to stroke him. Like a god you forgave him— for how else without him 77 could you know the world? You think your chest is full of weeds. I think if you cracked half your rib and rubbed it dry a man might emerge— you are that lonely. ...


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