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window spotting
I watch her from the window
while she bites air,
mouth breaking gravity,
jaw cuts it into rain -
Then,
she swallows.
I raise china to my throat -
pay for the coffee;
shut the door on my way out;
think of something to say about the weather, goddammit.
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