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Three cups in the drying rack. Two shadows on the wall. The third cup keeps tipping towards the sink.
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Three drying cups and two shadows create a brief domestic poem about imbalance, with the third cup tipping towards the sink.
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Three cups in the drying rack. Two shadows on the wall. The third cup keeps tipping towards the sink.
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A poem of wet paper, communal compost and an undelivered note, where care arrives too late to be useful.
A free-verse poem that treats a battered phone and worn household objects as records of use, memory, and a life lived beyond warranty.
A repaired fan makes a familiar low note while its removed screws remain in a paper sleeve above the sink.
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