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I evoked you. left. And just so.
Few tears shed on the way there
and back.

The towering walls, ashen,
ditto the ceiling
but darker.

it allows everything to fall through
I'm being told
to close my eyes,
shut my mouthβ€”
the mouth in my head;
the head my mouth will soon be missing.

I took the landscape with me.
I stood looking backwards.
Snapshots came back blurred.
Unnerved by a palace
where inside is outside.

with and without.
August 9, 2025. Westward in the clouds above North America. Flight from NYC to LA.
Evelyn Yining Chen
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Evelyn Yining Chen  17/F/intheclouds
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