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twenty-one.
in passion.
university junior.
summer researcher.
aspiring activist.
lover of words.
believer in Christ.
magnet to mosquitos.
short in stature.
clumsy &confident.
hello, nice to meet you.
formspring me.


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her husband she would say is in that keyboard, he in the piano is a rush of happiness , the first lines of a poem he had written for her, all in one breath without periods or commas: a faint mark on life that moves on life in the big, light-filled room. He is the music in the concert halls of Paris, London, New York and me . talk to me about love and he is there an erasure of p. 49 of From the Land of the Moon by Milena Agus

her husband she would say
is
in that keyboard,
he
in
the piano is a rush of
happiness
, the first lines of a
poem he had written for her,
all in one breath without periods or commas:
a faint mark on life that moves
on life
in the big, light-filled room.

He is
the music
in the concert halls of Paris, London, New
York and me
.

talk to me about
love and
he is
there

an erasure of p. 49 of From the Land of the Moon
by Milena Agus

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