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Dear Wallace,
I guess you never had to listen
to a highway?
It’s everywhere now
whispering
this used to bother me
but now I think
it’s a reminder
of bloodlines,
kinship & elsewhere.
Mostly it takes me
shopping, another
task you loved
a little too?
Here’s fruit, vegetable, bread.
Fate in a dish, pending.
Sometimes when I think there’s nothing and no
one left, I imagine the...