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there is still life
there is still life
left in your prized
jacket – the body that
is now your
body. we nudge
it, move it around
the house,
watch it closely
as the unmistakable
presence of you
tastefully stirs
.
Yi Ching Lin
Posted over on her site Yi's Bits
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