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Sunday, October 24, 2010

The Bottom

by Abigale Louise LeCavalier

The strain of sobriety,
the glossy look
in my eyes;
reoccurring.

And the plastic
feels like glass.

As I wash down
a few hours of sunshine.

Taking slow, deep, breaths.

Before
the bottom
drops out.

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