this is my parents engagement photo from 1989
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You've been in slumber in the deep ocean for quite some time. You awaken and return to sea level to realize that a host of barnacles have made your skin their home. You are embarrassed because you are now in public. |
Trace each and every constellation with your left ring finger, being careful to look everywhere but at your essential point of reference, while hopping as merrily as a newborn lamb. |
Wasps are buzzing; the woman stands at the edge of the inland sea; the air is dry, hot; the sea is called "bitter"; the time is then. |
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Stare at them. Really stare at every snarl. Appreciate the variations of color, texture, angle of curl and mass. Adore the volume, the height. Think about ratting it up even more. |
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