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Small presence, that is
for me, mine, intact
has not always been
around to smile, grope,

please me. If you want
to stay, sit, be admired,
converse, listen to me
play some Chopin, or

Liszt. I've even been
working on Rachmaninoff,
dead man with a stretch that
mimics playdough. I

cannot quite reach you,
you thing quite inside,
surfacing, you do,
yes you do, if you would

let yourself be. You are
and you are again. Can
malinger, fly, plague,
castigate. Master this

immense life. You can
witness a being, your
own strength, coming
into focus, flush and rife.

      — Anne Pepper