souvenir

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  1. i swiped a pine cone
    once, in 2009, off
    of Staten Island –
    the fabric of her
    fibonacci skirt
    made promises
    i knew she couldn’t
    keep if she left
    with me. six years
    later, she rests
    on a shelf in
    the kitchen,
    opening and closing,
    waiting to disperse
    entire worlds
    worthy of
    more
    than our
    covetous moments
    .
    20150525:2338
    y

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