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When I was you, what I knew to be true was not the truth today.
(Tonight’s writing was inspired by night swimming, June bugs, and Anthony Bourdain.)
That night which
Where our eyes
emptied their salty
I see myself as a body of water.
Some days, it feels like
I have always been drawn to mandalas. Something about their symmetry and detail and their stylized designs leaving them open to…