Our Mutual Tender Existence
Our Mutual Tender Existence
Trading our goodbyes before bed,
my friend said, as we embraced,
We’re supposed to hold on longer
because things are so hard right now,
and so we wrapped our arms around
each other, and stayed that way
for several beats in the lamplit room
as darkness swept down across
the river below. And I thought, maybe
we are meant to hold onto eve…
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