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Summer
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137 SUMMER No need to leave the light on, just open one eye and the world enters you, sprawled atop clean sheets, your torso shadowed by mine. Sunlight all day, all night, so when we wake, no way to tell whether anyone else exists or whether this new day, if it is day, means for us to rise. Touched, our bodies blaze awake, dawn on us, shine. Tongues trace rivers of light surging inside us, outside of time. ...