Winterall the forces in his life were
held in abeyance by the pale
empty moment
--Paula Fox in "Poor George"
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a conversation a conversationa conversation
She sat on the window sill disheveled but unblinking
where have you been?
still trying to wake up where have you been?
where have I been? where have you no! where have you been? I, um sheet rustles filled answerless space thirty four. thirty four. you called me out sixteen years ago. more a child now than then. thirty four.
nothing y
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"I read somewhere that if given a choice between sex and peace of mind," she said, "Most people would choose peace."
"Personally," I said, "I do fine with a little anxiety." [link]
And I, having called your name
So loud.
I fear it was stolen by the wind.
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"I read somewhere that if given a choice between sex and peace of mind," she said, "Most people would choose peace."
"Personally," I said, "I do fine with a little anxiety." [link]
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