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On the café step, I type a question to the dark and leave the cursor blinking. Across the road, a strip of light comes on behind the bakery glass. I read the sentence again. My cuff has dried stiff. I rub the crease with my thumb; it keeps its shape. Inside, someone stacks the chairs. I move my feet out of their way. The message stays open when I put the phone in my pocket.
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The Quiet Gets Louder On the café step I unlock my phone Type, Are you awake Then leave it alone The bakery across the road Has switched its strip light on I look up from the screen The dark is nearly gone The quiet gets louder I almost press send The quiet gets louder I read the words again My coat is almost dry There's a mark on my cuff I rub it with my thumb But the cloth stays rough I thought I was angry I might just need sleep I put the phone away Then pull it out to read The quiet gets louder I almost press send The quiet gets louder I read the words again Are you awake? I don't press send I don't clear the line The server brings the chairs I move my feet aside The quiet gets louder I almost press send
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