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Coming Home, poem by Teisha Twomey

I reach below the sink, com­pare the proofs of the bot­tles beneath. Eighty is best and I pour the glass half full, watch­ing the diet Coke turn gold, beau­ti­ful as amber. I climb the stairs the way I am use to, as … Con­tin­ue read­ing

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