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Exhibitions
Nicole Aptekar
metaflux
Tucked Under
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As soon as we arrived, it was gone.
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We were certain it was lost.
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I watched it arrive, the seas laid calm.
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We see the same horizon.
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A line taut against a curved world.
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An echo along the path.
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Torn asunder by the weight of the waves.
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The tower breathes if you let it.
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There’s nothing left to do but go on.
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For once in your life you have to pause.
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Ripples echo up and through.
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Graceful violence to the world below.
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I couldn’t see you.
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The silence rang out like bells.
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Each breath became a century.
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Continuation/325.
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Preserved in tension, alone by pressure.
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The star quaked and screamed.
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I could recognize you, recognize us.
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Your details started to resolve.
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Traitorous dreams coalesce into concrete.
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The silence thickens as the world goes flat.
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And in an instant, there you were.
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Forward and backward, divided and shocked.
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I couldn't tell when the sky turned black.
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