ryan blood Biography

each summer the last summer
the only remembered summer
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'this is the difference between us'
she says, putting her hands
over mine
to trap them there
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he was on the verge of the atlantic
where the coast is lined with small
hotels and families on vacation
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i listen from the inside
at you knocking at the door
like the voyeurs once present
outside the windows
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there is daylight
on the water
there are remnants here
of gods
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