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In by Lucía on October 12, 2010 at 2:05 am

The warmth of a laptop through the blanket on these legs.  The pressure of a body against an unnaturally comfortable couch.  The stale lighting of a house with no soul.  New music on repeat, and the consuming pressure of noise-cancelling headphones.  Eyes confused by a bright screen, and legs tired with use and lactic acid.  The memory of orange converse; of blue eyes; of a smooth chest.  The smoothness of freshly washed damp hair, and the smells of a bonfire.  The space in a large, empty room.  The end of this day.  The tired typing that’s putting off falling asleep.


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