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Poem: Breathing 

Outside, a man lights a cigarette.
In the restaurant, I lift a spoon.
A couple walks by the window arguing.
The cook in the kitchen is humming.
Someone spits on the pavement.
I am aware of breathing in and out.
The man, pacing, lights another cigarette.
My bowl is empty, glazed with coconut milk.

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  • A poem by Elizabeth Brulé Farrell

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