LevitationObserve.This is how women walk away.In broken heelsand secondhand jackets,cigarette smoke in their hairand no kiss goodbye.Do not mock.It is what it should be.A girl in a car,hanging a u-turnon a glistening, empty street.Her body is a road to be traveled.A shipwreck to be plundered.She does not know how she got here,and she does not care.And it does not matter.This is how women smile.Knowing, secretive,though her cheeks are sore.Though the windis blowing right through her clothes.Though there is no good musicon the radio, and no foodin the refrigerator.This is just an impression.An idea of nir
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