night mail
Wednesday, May 8, 2019
ex _________
some lonelinesses are so total and singular they have no opposite. there is no adequate comfort one can reach out for. no voice in the dark. no cool hand laid gently across the forehead.
one simply grows accustomed to the wound.
the wound remains.
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