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I was there as a sister
during her birth with, my sister,
we were waiting and I bent down               had had afterbirth on the sidewalk.
I couldn't remember why or where my child was and then I was upset

I couldn’t talk to her because she was so busy and we hung out like sisters who really just have something else on their mind. we were flawed in love

one came before the other, yet inextricably related

times such as these that remind us of inappropriate jokes about tampons and dolphins

I rode a roller coaster out of connected jet skis and tried to remember why I write and if this movement minced

a group of people riding scooters into a circle is not always helpful necessary kind or true
how river fish is like a sax and sax and if sometimes we
hang

with a medicine woman waiting in a kitty pool

my daughter sometimes she shaped shifted into a cat she liked me I felt so young still I loved her