Lynda Hull

New Jersey / United States
Lynda Hull
New Jersey / United States
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Jackson Hotel

Sometimes after hours of wine I can almost see
the night gliding in low off the harbor
down the long avenues of shop windows

past mannequins, perfect in their gestures.
I leave some water steaming on the gas ring
and sometimes I can slip from my body,

almost find the single word to prevent evenings
that absolve nothing, a winter lived alone
and cold. Rooms where you somehow marry
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