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Painting by Leisa Collins
on thursdays, emptiness
on thursdays, emptiness
creeps in around the
corners, and i
lean over close – so
close, i could throw
change into it and never
hear them land.
on thursdays, i am
camouflaged from the
inside out, and i worry
about loneliness
the most – i worry
that no one will
ever find me
.
Yi Ching Lin
Posted over on her site Yi's Bits
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