Alex Dimitrov, from “More,” in Love and Other Poems[text ID: How again after m
Alex Dimitrov, from “More,” in Love and Other Poems[text ID: How again after months there is awe. / The most personal moment of the day / appears unannounced. People wear leather. / People refuse to die. There are strangers / who look like they could know your name. / And the smell of a bar on a cold night, / or the sound of traffic as it follows you home. / Sirens. Parties. How balconies hold us. / Whatever enough is, it hasn’t arrived.] -- source link
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