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Blues
Gabrielle Colangelo
On the under-
side of this day
lies some
alternate. Instead
of winter
a mirror
in a well-lit
room. Surely
there are some girls
dancing. Legs. Lunch
later. Still I
grow less and less
accustomed
to the world.
Gabrielle Colangelo is a writer and archivist originally from Easton, Connecticut. They love haunted houses, lesbian autobiography, and their cat Momo.
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