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her head is larger on the top
than it should be and she tilts it
slowly. she drinks water
stolen from the caspian sea and tells you
that you shouldn’t go back home, that
that those
jerks have had enough, they’ve stolen all
you’ve made. you hold her head
and then you tape record her
secrets to give to her
mother. the ribbon flows into
the wind, but you remember things, everything.