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In A Year

By Ella Bowler

Cut cake for

Lost jobs and mangled hearts

For beds that sink in the middle

spilt wine and smoking inside

For sleeping on the bedroom floor

Grasping her arm

because She didn’t want to be alone

She never wants to be alone


to new

hair & tattoos that profess the emotions I cannot lather on my tongue

To sleeping cold next to her

Blow out candles

For one, two, three

Days spent inside not talking or eating

but relentlessly thinking about what she said

And how she meant it

Celebrate a year gone by