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438 Saint Paul St.

438 Saint Paul St.

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438 Saint Paul St.
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I have just enough water
to digest hard, cold wind
blowing into the kitchen
from our back screen door.

Missing flame from a pilot,
fitted sheet curtains tacked
to corners of my large window—
saints have seen better days.

I can still feel the boombox
rattling on my garage sale desk
to karaoke versions of Sorry 2004,
the melted wax on my lamp light.

I …

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