i went to visit a partner food bank last week and during the distribution there was:
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| room for secret smiles. |
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| peeling back the icky parts. |
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i also met my family. i imagine we'll get on, incrementally.
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| this is my youngest brother. |
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| and this is another brother who doles out ice cream faced swats at the camera. |
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an unmissed connection.
we met in cheap green fabric on two days' worth of rusty brown metal folding chairs and i remember where you live(d?), but don't recall your name. i took your hand and we skipped the length of an empty outdoor mall in the middle of the night. you looked so happy and i felt insouciant. the stale piss in your toilet diminished everything else clean. i chose sleep over you. i woke up to you ironing crisp lines in a white cotton shirt. i had cheap t-mobile excuses and you advised lots of liquids because you were an emt once and so sure i'd feel better soon.
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