August 6, 2010

sometimes i still check for my wedding ring.  unconsciously i stretch my thumb across the palm of my hand to give the thin gold band a gentle press.  i caught myself reaching for it early this morning as i left for work.  the sky was leftover purple..  a smiling moon hung inches from the last stubborn stars.  everything has changed but everything i have ever loved is still inside of me..  repeating itself in ticks and counter clockwork tears.  

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