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in the hospital light i thought about how losing love is a stupid sideways motion - the flesh keeps going while somewhere in arkansas a mother's recipe lays flat on the counter and never gets served. the outline i have constructed can manage the accent of humanity even while i am completely absent. something bad happens and you still need to do laundry. you can tilt your head to the side and they can pour the whole ocean in there and it still won't flush out the bodies.

the little crater you left behind in me made a nausea rise up and spill into the shoes of even the nurses. they said they were still picking out bits of you. antenna and feet and chitin. i told them to stop looking. the time-after-love isn't just grief. like i said, you were in my eardrum. i had to wait and listen to the idea of you, rotting.

My folks built a new deck onto the back of the house and I had just stepped out to inspect it when I saw this gorgeous creature about 20 feet away. She obligingly posed for a picture before leaping away into the juniper. They usually have fawns out in the juniper stands on the land because it's safely away from the road and Longhorn the Wonder Chihuahua barks loudly enough to keep the larger predators at a distance.