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Poetry of Issue 9: Remember the time nothing happened?

Remember the time nothing happened?

Remember the tune from the juke box

that didn’t snap us youthward like some

cosmic rubber band? Remember how

the fragments of love just above never

quite assembled? How no one turned,

startled at our laughter draping the air

like Christmas tinsel? Remember your failed

attempt at Bogart cool, your eyes a dark

wander right through me? Remember the pair

of seconds before us and after? How

the sun and the moon never had that same exchange?

Remember the shift that didn’t take us

from being dead asleep

to suddenly wide awake?

by Francine Witte

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