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Jill Chan

Fugacity 05
Online Poetry Anthology


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Clouds


you seem to leave me alone
whenever you hear me
on the stairs
ready to retire to my room

half weightless to meet
this second version of me

leaving enough of ourselves
behind
we continue in pieces

follow another layer
broken
out the window

 


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Last updated 22 April, 2005