. deletions .

more than we can write. erase and unpick the seams. words tarry, waver and leave this place, this room,

scuttle back into corners. sweep the house clean, cross the words and know that when the time is right, they will come again, dripping from fingers, folded , torn, photographed in plenty.

wondered about misspelling, maybe missed the point?


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