A part and apart.
            –Michael Palmer, “Notes for Echo Lake”
even in our house
the life we share
sometimes diverges
like idle thoughts
the stories we live
together are filtered
through ourselves
and are transformed
still inside our home’s
warmth differences
are closely twined
like a morning hug
we step outside alone
to the street maneuvering
between the wind and
the world’s conversation
and again we change
and become our self
outside the one we are
when not  each other

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