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…e where I keep my pain meds. You are not in the half-empty packet of gum I stole from your dresser. You are not in my purse. I check my pockets, and they’re empty. You are not in the sock I found under the bed, inside out. You are not in my glasses case, and neither are my glasses. I do not see you when I look for those glasses, which I find next to the keys I lost an hour ago. E…
Nolcha Fox
John Hansen PAL
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Heartbreaking. I feel you.
Freelancer, short fiction writer, and award-winning poet who loves experimenting with different styles and genres. Writing is in my soul and it won't leave!
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