Sillage

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We never could shake that magic. Your dreams stirred my dreams with nothing but sheets between us, and even still with cacti and pines and palms and all this time and space. That Galician word you repeated unfettered whispered itself in my head the night before my eyes even saw it. And it’s all that remains. It’s all that remains.

 

Originally written July 18 2017, on the beach at Lovers Key. 

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