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A History of Drowning, 2

Carrie Olivia Adams

Why does it move so?
Why does it break or ask to be broken?

Her fingers stay tied. She is sitting on her hands to save them.

What if this too were to flower?
What color might it be in the dark?
Or with his back turned?

Carrie Olivia Adams

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