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When She Spoke, He Closed His Eyes

So she tried to disappear, obliged

by his own disappearing, becoming

who she wasn’t. Not there was not

who she was, and not how she was.

She could tiptoe out, he could be

relieved or (surprise!) come searching.

But how would that work

when he needed her to be there

in order to make her gone, disappeared

into other. What other? she thought, wondering

how to make herself into someone

absent, so she could be the one

he would welcome, wide-eyed, wanting

to hear whatever it was she had to say.