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The stars clicked on
late; I lounged aimlessly
in my room. Outside,
crazed moths were sucking
and grazing the crimped lips
of trumpet flowers.
It seemed like
everyone I knew had something
precious to give away
—some mystery
free for the taking.
When I lifted my face
from a book, I remembered
every happiness, every
kindness ever
accorded me.
Copyright 2021 Susan Kelly-DeWitt
Susan Kelly-DeWitt’s books include The Fortunate Islands (Marick, 2008).