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  • Writer's pictureBethany Stimac

youth blew me a kiss

and a moment that

had earth-brown eyes

closed.


and a million years

is still shallow.


and tomorrow

is nothing.


was god going

to look out for us,

or not?


(that question

turned around in its seat

to look away from me


and the doorway

behind the truth

lied)

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