You eat. You look.


Then you look back and it’s over.
Then you look back and it’s over.
This life. This flood—
This life. This flood—
unbargained for as lasting love was—
unbargained for as lasting love was—
of lasting oddness. (Jane Hirshfield)
of lasting oddness. (Jane Hirshfield)

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