Date: in the middle of March
Plan:
each day I will gather
something beautiful for you.
Because:
between words there is distance.
It teaches me patience.
You teach me the difference.
Date: towards the end of March
To remember, I drink and dance
naked by an open window--I want
to display myself to the world.
And why not?
Am I not beautiful?
You've told me so.
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