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| Suspended, kind of like these plants I recently saw. |
My husband of thirty-eight years
is arriving on a jet plane.
I will, in a little while,
traverse four lanes of
wilderness,
to retrieve him.
The days without him
have left me feeling
s u s p e n d e d
between
being alive
and waiting to
live.
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