SOPHIE BRENNEMAN
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Holding Our Own Hands


​There are no
channels on
TV screens anymore, 
we’re just watching
sad commercials loop 
and holding
our own hands.

We know nothing
is free of meaning
anymore, meaning 
we’re just withering
and withouting, 
building houses
in our homes. 

There are no 
outsides in
our daytimes anymore, 
we’re just crying 
into alphabet soup, 
listing regrets in noodle letters. 

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