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Clouds ladle low,

eating buildings,

biting time.

Between the city's

aproned knees

I am told a story,

told a lie.

She wipes my face

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with washcloth sky.

She breathes my

skin almost dry,

makes me younger,

younger, and so,

more simple wise.

- Kat Isacson

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