. the plate .

the plate is lovely, slightly fade

into other places, where bears ride

bicycles, where no one eats brown food,

no more.

 

it is a gift to know what the other

likes, and to like it yourself. the wind

blew through our house, while the sky

turned dark.

 

the plate is larger than usual.

 

sbm.

 

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