are we okay?
because we touch,
grasping for a familiar shape,
trying to make them fit like they use to,
but the shape of us has changed
and
we don't fit like we use to
i don't think we're okay
but i don't say that
and neither do you
why don't you?
i wonder
- rory
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PoesíaI've debated with myself for countless hours over whether or not I should put this out for public consumption. So if by some miracle you are seeing this, then please know that I am shocked I finally ladied up and pushed that damn publish button. Enj...
