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Empire St.

from To Make Sound by Total Wife

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Scattered sunbeams, sand above me,
shoulders melt into the hardwood floor.
Visible air hangs near your head,
neck to ears, bake to bread -
bodiless toaster from the next room over.

I feel heavy enough to float in the breezeless space,
so gravity can take a break.

Light intake,
become sand-face,
Mind the sunshine,
try not to be late.

I'll be late.

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from To Make Sound, released January 19, 2021

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