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The Loss of Back to Normal
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Something is happening, as promises dislodge from our mourning constitution where lines have been crossed and signed and torn at the perforation where normal was color-coded without consent. Back to normal is in constant change, tired from breathing under pressure. Where will I put my knick-knack normal which I now fit neatly in photos and boxes and plastic bins, as I wake up in this never back to normal? Will I ever again clink glasses filled with ice floes melting, time-lapsing, sans metronome, Earth rotating with axis ajar throbbing off key? Will different always mean violence? Will never again ever be enough?