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For one week
It was hard to sleep
Dreams of situations
Full of anxiety

I missed you
The way your stomach
Collapses in deep exhales
And then you're asleep

The looming fear
I knew it was coming
(I hate to say)
I felt some relief

It happened too quickly
It's over too soon
-KM

I lost my time and now it
is in the waves and wind by
the edge of the ocean in the
northeast. I will think of it often.

Within a few weeks in a new
apartment with a new job,
I will keep your arms around me
and grow rosemary and basil.

In other moments I think
about walking in the woods
and hearing the sigh of my
own breathe against a backdrop

of crinkling leaves, rushing water
and deer on skinny legs.
-Hannah