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"Roommates"
"Nice sweater," he says.
I tell him it's yours
and he nods.
He already knows,
perhaps he wore it once or twice himself
when the two of you were lovers,
when I still barely knew you
or knew I loved you
or spoke your name within my dreams.
"Nice sweater," I agree.
It fits me well
and caresses me
when he's not
looking...
[first published in New Bard Press, Drive, 2004]
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An Alchemy of Words
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