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Poem: Before and After 

i’d rather have you,
every groggy morning,
kiss my stomach
through (your) thin gray t-shirt i threw on
than hear the sound
“iloveyou.”

go on and say i’m crazy.

still.

*****

when times have
tiptoed off
what do we have
but contour memories
toast crumb words
crudely reassembled.

all i gathered were sensations.

and will the skin forget?

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  • A poem by Aleda Bliss.

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