i hold onto the hem of his shirt with shaking fingers, i watch our reflections in the glass, breathing light, like the stars above canyons, like white hot deserts, my lips, the inside of his elbow - flesh like evening sky, it's all bruised hot pinks and dreamt air, the shape of my knee along wooden floorboards.
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