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You greet me like bread That’s been warmed to perfection. Your embrace is sharp and crisp On the edges And soft and supple As it lingers....

You try to swallow me whole With your eyes, But I don’t go down easy. You have to break me down in bites And snapshots To get every inch...

You stopped reading my story, But I wrote that book for you. You told me that you adored my prose, And my own secret language, too. I...