flight

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  1. it turns out that our
    arms cannot keep one
    another’s dragons
    at bay. the evenings
    are the hardest, as we
    climb into bed, carrying
    this new weight. the
    mornings are the hardest,
    as we wake up most
    vulnerable, bracing
    for a bruising day.
    the hours in between
    are the hardest, as we
    try out every combination
    of love and resistance,
    endeavoring not to harm
    each other in every way
    .
    20170130:1951
    y

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