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A list of the things

once loved

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Grey skies.

The soft fingers of rain early

in the morning.

The people wearing sunglasses

saying should have

taken care.

High calorie

cold food.

Fog over the lake in November

with a hairbrush

left on the railing

forgotten from the night before.

Someone in blue wool

out of breath

warming their hands

sitting in a car

idling

idling.

The softness of palms

the roughness of knuckles

fresh from gloves

mixed together

hand over hand.

The velvet blackness of winter

stretched and sagging

over Carolina fields.

A leather notebook

oiled and streaked

open to words

dried months ago.

The cool sigh of sheets

pulled across the skin.