Poetry

the tangled closeness of memory

It seems the mountain is trying to escape from us as the road turns dirty traitor, no more soothing bitumen that only runs as far as it does so that the logging trucks can lumber plaintively down with heavy, grating breath. There were houses back there, peering shyly over the trench of driveways, cautiously gathering and carefully spaced, so you could only suspect you should ever call it a town. There are many ways to be naked, one of them is to show somebody where you lived as a child. I cannot hold his hand because he is romancing the…

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