Ellaine Beronio
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because she knows this moment contains all possible futures, she lets go of my hand, starts fiddling with the radio dials. the room, pristine, acrid with paint, blues with static
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once more, her feelings dismayed, like clockwork
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a thicket of erratic waves. alien mountain ranges. an iconic reminder of an ‘80s UK band that today, in this side of the world, might just as well be an unknown pleasure
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I shall know you by heat, by your restless light, she says
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inside, in a quarter that until now I did not know existed and so very much feels like it’s been built just for the occasion, the I whom from you I’ve kept hidden says, stay, when they all have gone, stay
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outside, the too-familiar street, now cast in lamplight and rain
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the image, which first appea
