and there's this new book i think you'd like because of how we both believe in burying hopes into the garden and the narrator carries seeds in their pocket at all times, like you do with your needle and thread as if in the next second a seam might tear open like plastic bag groceries on the floor like dinner ruined and now all i have is soup and an overdue library book and maybe, if i'd told you i wanted to go back to that pho place we both liked we would be eating together instead
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