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I need to get to my shoes, left behind on the other side of a sizzling, black parking lot on a hot, summer day.

I am on the diving board above
the deep end of a swimming pool.
I know the water is cold. I jump in.

I bite into
a wedge
of lemon.



I am slicing a potato for dinner when my hand slips,
and the knife goes into my skin.