Drinks on a friend’s shoulder

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  My chest feels carved out a hollow ache and Etched on the dry walls is the painful graffiti: ‘I waited til 9 – where were you?’ “That’s love,” says my friend, twisting his wedding ring til it bites hi...

 

My chest feels carved out

a hollow ache and

Etched on the dry walls is the painful graffiti:

‘I waited til 9 – where were you?’

“That’s love,” says my friend, twisting his wedding ring

til it bites his flesh.

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