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by Hailey Schlenker

Art by Chelsea Criger

We are water

A machine

And I, a working piece,

Have been moved quite a ways

That’s how I know there’s waves

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It never happened for a minute

Chains of remade memories

Collect the better half of me

To present me to reality

Sticking my sick and sorry face in it

Discomposure in a place of comfort

Skin at unease, stomach encumbered

Eyes far and unaware, remembered

Stare down the loud sun’s dawning notion

Stagnant as the lead impedes

Slow and steady, weight recedes

Finding parts of me I need

To set the sudden day in motion

I need to set the day in motion